❝ 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, Part 2, Ch. 4 (via sierra-helen)
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road, Part 2, Ch. 4 (via sierra-helen)
(Source: sie-air-uhh)
