The wonderful guys at Out of Print Tees sent me their seriously gorgeous Great Gatsby shirt. In their honor I dug up and scanned the paper I wrote in high school, written when I’d been seventeen years old for all of a day.
Apparently I knew all about the motivations and inevitabilities of Gatsby’s poor choices in love.
What I really love are my teacher’s comments in red, and the points taken off for my lazy, hasty spelling mistakes. Clearly I was in such a heady rush to conclude my essay I couldn’t be bothered to care.
For a more legible view of the pages (read my essay! I was so adorable!) check out my mlkshk (scroll to the bottom of the page).
