1.4 Life Without Parole

Being Gatsby Is Not All It's Cracked Up To Be

Until then it's life without parole.
I accept what happened, 
And I accept my responsibility for what happened.
What I cannot do is forgive myself for what happened.
Because to forgive myself would mean I have nothing left to live for.

5.5.5— Harvey Oxenhorn

I had to break through. If I couldn't tell her in person, if I couldn't tell her with flowers, I would tell her with a story.