I don’t know if you can hear me, or what I’m supposed to ask you…but if I have this thing, it’s gotta work some of the time. It’s gotta help someone.
I wish I could have helped you.
Choose your last words,
This is the last time
I look like I just stepped out of the - the last period of a Catholic prep school, and there is no way I’m going to remember all of this, I mean what does this even mean, “revolving over and under barrels?” I am sweating all the way through my jacket, I didn’t even know I could sweat this much.
“[Lucien] liked him, always has, and was amused, entertained; they wrote poems together, manifestoes of the ‘New Vision’, rushed around with books, had bull sessions in [Lucien]’s Dalton Hall room where he hardly ever slept” - Jack Kerouac, “Vanity of Duluoz”