*okay, after playing around with name combinations, i got this one. this is so fucked up...check out who my father is...then check out who the boyfriend is...
¨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
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