i realized these were all the snapshots….

…. which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless emptiness

- jack kerouc, on the road.

love him and the book <3 oh and how he always puts my complicated thoughts into words.

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