On the Road By Jack Kerouac

“I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because 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!”



Thursday 31 May 2012

Drenched but still sexy.


The fucking torrential rain caught me and my friend Za'e on the way home. Not to mention the many cars that passed and splashed the fuck out of us, that was extra fun. GOOD TIMES!

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