Reverence {H.S AU}
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"Oh, you want too much!" she cried to Gatsby. "I love you now - isn't that enough? I can't help what's past." She began to sob helplessly. "I did love him once - but I loved you too." I chose this because life doesn't come with takebacks or do-overs, and for all that Daisy seems a little dim, she gets it-and Gatsby doesn't. Daisy's never going to be that golden-white girl again."
No, the real reason I chose this quote is because I felt like it describes Harry and I. It describes our relationship. Gatsby was so in love with Daisy he was willing to look past any mistake she had ever done, because she helped show a better version of him. Just like how Harry helped me and showed a better version of myself.
//Sydney Horan is a high school student who has the stress of peer pressure, acing her classes, impressing people and dating. She also has to figure out how to deal with many internal struggles that she doesn't share with anyone. That is until a certain boy comes along and helps her express her feelings and discover new things about herself that she didn't know about.
MATURE CONTENT~ SEXUAL CONTENT/SEXUAL ASSAULT/ANXIETY/DEPRESSION/PANIC ATTACKS/RACISM/SEXISM/DRUG USAGE/ HOMOPHOBIA
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