SOMETIMES I WISH I WAS MORE LIKE DEAN MORIARTY

Hello, I'm Maria Ana and I live in Portugal. "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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“I can’t do the meds anymore.”

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I just don’t know what I’m supposed to be.

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[hush-syrup]

I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

From On the Road by Jack Kerouac (via hush-syrup)

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Jack Kerouac in NYC (1959) 

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THE VELVET UNDERGROUND AND NICO

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Espresso Café, 1964.

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[cressus]

Gainsbourg, vie héroïque (Joann Sfar, 2010)

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[ciggy]

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Visit Original Link

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The Ronettes - Be My Baby

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[mcdermott451]

Winter in Oz.

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