Lindsay Vicious

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"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones 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 centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" - Jack Kerouac
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Lindsay Vicious
Pulling heads off Barbies, sticking them on the TV antenna and ruining the reception. But that’s how witch babies are.
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