“Please be reassured, angel, I think dearly of you whenever I do think of you, which is often, as I’m sure you do think of me often and dearly, naturally, and I’m not trying to be mysterious, or quiet, or anything, but just have reached the essence center of things where nothingness resides and does quite absolutely nothing, and this is my Chinese position….As for all your latest Mayan discoveries and poems, I want to hear every word of it if you want to transmit it, or tell it when we meet, but don’t expect me to get excited by anything anymore.”
— Kerouac to Ginsberg, May, 1954
I Don’t Know How Much Vodka I Put In This But I’m Going To Drink It Anyways: a memoir
This drink tastes awful, but I can’t waste alcohol: a sequel
I’m going to get a bigger glass and add more mixer and have way too much to drink: The Thrilling Conclusion
"The lock on your diary wasn’t very good, so it’s your fault I read your diary."
OH IM SORRY MOM DID THE MIDDLE OF MY SENTENCE INTERRUPT THE BEGINNING OF YOURS?!?!!?/1/!?!?1/!/1?
i told my mom that this post started gaining me followers when i first posted it and she got really mad because she was offended and she actually interrupted me to tell me how rude it was