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 fabuolous yellow roman candles, exploding like spiders across the stars
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i hate to say it, but closer to 2007...ineed to save money here while the season is in...a month or two after labor day i should have enough money saved up to move and come see you sweet tart.
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