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“ 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. I was halfway across America, at the dividing line between the East of my youth and the West of my future. Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via fleetingmomentsintime)

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lrnhrnndz: “Her philosophy of life was that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn’t.”

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“Her philosophy of life was that she might die at any moment. The tragedy, she said, was that she didn’t.”


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