smoke will rise from every corner of this room
and drift out open windows
cross each doorway
and fall
over
me
so that i
may be rid of these
ghosts and the memories that
possess me once and for all. no more.
this is a test
14 years ago
stuff and junk i like to read
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The New PostSecret Book10 years ago
About Me
- ula
- Columbia, SC, United States
- “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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!” -jack kerouac
listen to me
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