"So we beat on, boats against the current borne back ceaselessly into the past."
-F. Scott Fritzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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After all what happened, this is a relief, all these hours of fear.
The Landscape flies past the car's window. Everything is blurred and new. What happened in the past does belong in the past. There is no way to go back to it. Especially for him there is no way back anymore. He won't turn back after all this.
Some people underestimate what power their words have. What words can destroy but that's the past. The future is around the next corner. That is where he belongs: the future not the past.
He touched his shirt, where the scar on his waist is. Somethings from the past still live in the future.
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A Strange Bubble
Fanfiction"So we beat on, boats against the current borne back ceaselessly into the past." -F. Scott Fritzgerald, The Great Gatsby _____________ After all what happened, this is a relief, all these hours of fear. A 5sos fanfiction. Working title. I am sorry...
