Follow your inner moonlight; don't hide the madness.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix; angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dyn
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.
My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix; angel-headed hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dyn
The weight of the world is love. Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction.
My own experience is that a certain kind of genius among students is best brought out in bed.
What in God's name........
Where we going to tonight?