"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." Kerouac
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Stories by FreyaWilsonDay
Catch Me If You Can
Cole Lawson can take a flying leap. No way am I trusting my heart AGAIN to that smug bastard. He had his chan...
Too Close For Comfort
He once left her to chase the moon. Now he is back and determined to show Nora his roaming days are over. Nor...