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 yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars…
Viviamo per desiderare, e cosi farò anch’io, e balzerò giù da questa montagna sapendo tutto alla perfezione o non sapendo tutto alla perfezione, pieno di splendida ignoranza in cerca di una scintilla altrove.
Extended essay planning in the making 👌🏼
I absolutely love Kerouac! “On The Road” was a loyal companion during my summer travels, and I can’t wait to analyse the crap out of it to get my Core IB points 😊
How was your day?
I only did math, since my exam is tomorrow! Wish me luck 💙