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“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.” -Kerouac
~And now it is morning...you'd think that i'd feel liberated...or excited...or something along those lines, but i still have a feeling of doubt deep in my gut. And the nightmares keep coming throughout the restless night as we 'lament another days usless energy spent' and start again.
katy, where are you?
~And now it is morning...you'd think that i'd feel liberated...or excited...or something along those lines, but i still have a feeling of doubt deep in my gut. And the nightmares keep coming throughout the restless night as we 'lament another days usless energy spent' and start again.
katy, where are you?