"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 roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue center light pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" -Jack Kerouc
From the moment I fell down that rabbit hole I've been told where I must go and who I must be. I've been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into a tea pot. I've been accused of being Alice and of not being Alice, but this is MY dream. I will decide where it goes from here...
From the moment I fell down that rabbit hole I've been told where I must go and who I must be. I've been shrunk, stretched, scratched, and stuffed into a tea pot. I've been accused of being Alice and of not being Alice, but this is MY dream. I will decide where it goes from here...
