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, 2 February 2012

You will be missed!


Unfortunately due to my Mum and step-dad separating, my dogs will be going to live with me step-dad in Jersey. I will get to visit them occasionally but come on, it won't be the same. These dogs aren't just my pets, they're my babies. I treat them like babies, I talk to them like babies, they even act like babies. My hobby is THEM! When my step-dad arrived I had this irritating feeling as if I was a mother and the social services had come to take away my children! So it looks like I'll be talking to myself from now on... until I convince my Mum to buy me a puppy out of guilt.
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