"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." J. Kerouac
terça-feira, 20 de janeiro de 2009
É sempre de ouvir em repeat #2
but if i had your faith then i could make it safe and clean.