Freedom's just another word for nothing left to loose

i've realized this life which i knew was tainted but wanted in anyways is my reality and each moment tears me apart a little further

"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to talk, mad to live, 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." - Jack Kerouac

kinda klassy

Stop consuming. Make something right now.

There was music in the cafés at night And revolution in the air Inactive. It's been real, y'all.

I was taken into the woods, I live with the wolves now.

So far I still know who you are. But now, I wonder who I was...