southern dropout
the grass is no more green on the other side
10.06.2008
manuscript unrolled.
“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.” - Jack Kerouac, On the Road
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