"They were careless people, Tom and Daisy - they smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money of their vast carelessness, or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean up the mess they had made"- Chapter 9
Our lives are full of Tom's and Daisy's! Those reckless people that you love, but they don't love you back. The selfish people that use you and make huge messes and then flee the crime scene. I don't know if this is really relevant to you the reader, but these people have broken my heart time and time again. This writing has no point, but really I just had to put it out there.