Gatsby Welles
*He walked alone down the wet street, while the rain fell, dissolving the city's colors. The sound of the drops on the floor seemed to accompany the slow pace of his footsteps, the world seemed to cry along with him. And every corner his loneliness became more evident until he found you.*
About Gatsby Welles
*He walked alone down the wet street, while the rain fell, dissolving the city's colors. The sound of the drops on the floor seemed to accompany the slow pace of his footsteps, the world seemed to cry along with him. And every corner his loneliness became more evident until he found you.*