ala Jack Kerouac

[annani]

Or in the words of Conor Oberst, there's nothing the road cannot heal. Off for a while with vintage Oliver Sacks, clothes straight out of the drier, and a pack of antihistamine.

Must find some place to land this anger, some place for takeoff.

And leaving you a remnant of Salvatore Quasimodo in the meantime: Everyone stands alone at the heart of the

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[annani]

like a nun's hair? I did. trying to find some use for it.

[annani]

who would stalk a nun?

[gattara]

you just mentioned conor, i think i can die now.

- fangirl of joy and conor

[annani]

haha thanks! but i'm not as cool as conor.