Stina

Tassar tomtesteg in i det nya för att hitta det jag tappade. Steg för steg, minut för minut. Gör det till mitt.


"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." - Jack Kerouac

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Burn, burn, brun like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars:


Taking small steps into the new to find what I lost. Step for step, minute for minute. Am making it to mine.

"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." - Jack Kerouac