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[…]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 centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”

“The only truth is music.”

-Jack Kerouac

21 year old female trying to find my place in life, writing and depicting my thoughts and dreams and simpler things that keep me happy.

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