I feel like during the school year I transform into this weird Electra like being who is much more sociable and tolerant than the real Electra. I’m by nature much more solitary and it takes great force of will to get me to be otherwise.
LMAO
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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 - On the Road (via alecshao)
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Right?
Fuck yeah I am!
