His voice is full of money. A masculine imitation of Daisy Buchanan, raised by southern rich folk who once might've migrated from somewhere up north. He was tall and fair, sophisticated but still youthful in the shadows of his speech. He appeared god-like, a prince heir to the throne of a cloud's eternity, towering over you like riches in the sky, full of untouchable beauty, just out of reach.
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 12:10 PM UTC
His voice is full of money. A masculine imitation of Daisy Buchanan, raised by southern rich folk who once might've migrated from somewhere up north. He was tall and fair, sophisticated but still youthful in the shadows of his speech. He appeared god-like, a prince heir to the throne of a cloud's eternity, towering over you like riches in the sky, full of untouchable beauty, just out of reach.
March 27th, 2017 -- 8:54
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