September 20, 2011
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July 25, 2011
July 24, 2011
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes "Awww!” -Jack Kerouac
July 23, 2011
july has been good to me
finally home from work after a long 12hr day. laying in bed with fin. we are sooooo bored. i just looked at my bank account :) its fucking bossss! i need sleep in my life. im poooped and bored and delirious heres some shit from ny to before that and after that and cali and uhhhhh the zoo with yinny and babies and fuck your life.
July 13, 2011
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