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[hotwok]

"...besides which [she] would never understand me because 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."

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[anonymous]

whats that from, love? <3 shannon

[hotwok]

kerouac's On the Road

[defendanimals]