Sorry, I had too much Brandy last night, this paragraph at the ending sums up my love for it perfectly
"So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what's going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty."
I hope you're not my brother. This seems too coincidental. What does your first letter of your name start with?
Sorry, not your brother, mine doesn't use IQfy.
I forgot to say, try ham on rye next. Its essential reading for where you are in life.
Trust me, I've read plenty of literature, this is the one book that's really stuck with me for a long time... maybe it's because im one of the road as well, idk. It has a special place in my heart.
He's an alcoholic frick who pushes me and anyone who tries to care about him away. After a while, you just give up on people like that. It's wasted energy. He has to fix himself first, I can't do it for him.
Frick your brother dude youre at a crossroads. Get your dick wet and fall in love. Also I happen to like keroac but there is better lit out there. Dig in deep literature is fricking amazing Id trade all other media combined in order to be able to explore it.
>On the Road is my one anchor in life
Anon, I...
>This book is my one anchor in life
damn life must be pretty fricked for you
that book is ass
>This book is my one anchor in life
Why, please explain if you're not too drunk rn
Sorry, I had too much Brandy last night, this paragraph at the ending sums up my love for it perfectly
"So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, and all that road going, all the people dreaming in the immensity of it, and in Iowa I know by now the children must be crying in the land where they let the children cry, and tonight the stars'll be out, and don't you know that God is Pooh Bear? the evening star must be drooping and shedding her sparkler dims on the prairie, which is just before the coming of complete night that blesses the earth, darkens all rivers, cups the peaks and folds the final shore in, and nobody, nobody knows what's going to happen to anybody besides the forlorn rags of growing old, I think of Dean Moriarty, I even think of Old Dean Moriarty the father we never found, I think of Dean Moriarty."
Sorry, not your brother, mine doesn't use IQfy.
Trust me, I've read plenty of literature, this is the one book that's really stuck with me for a long time... maybe it's because im one of the road as well, idk. It has a special place in my heart.
>Sorry, I had too much Brandy last night
Stop reading there. Brandy is a grandma drink.
at least the rest of his books. The Subterraneans is pretty good too
I hope you're not my brother. This seems too coincidental. What does your first letter of your name start with?
Why do you ignore your brother?
He's an alcoholic frick who pushes me and anyone who tries to care about him away. After a while, you just give up on people like that. It's wasted energy. He has to fix himself first, I can't do it for him.
I'm curious, when did his problem with alcohol come about? Does it run in the family? You don't have to answer if you don't want to.
Labotomize him before it's too late and he kills himself, moron.
J
Frick your brother dude youre at a crossroads. Get your dick wet and fall in love. Also I happen to like keroac but there is better lit out there. Dig in deep literature is fricking amazing Id trade all other media combined in order to be able to explore it.
I forgot to say, try ham on rye next. Its essential reading for where you are in life.
I recently read this. These hedonistic buttholes really pissed me off, but I had a fun time. I wanted him to wife that Mexican broad, oh well.
>Im depressed, ,
>my friends hate me
>I drink too much
>my brother ignores me...
Pls anon pls tell me which is your fav Radiohead album?
In rainbows
How do I quit drinking
I can't sleep anymore without alcohol and my hands tremble a lot
>In rainbows
Oh its my favorite too ...
Have you tried lifting?
Anyhow, seek help.
I was like OP when I was 18, and I didn't read anything else.
Anons always think they are above Kerouac but in reality Kerouac is above them
I know this sounds pathetic but I kinda wish I had friends to go on adventures with. Sometimes I miss it more than I miss romance.
Picrel is perfect book for one thinking about traveling and romance with his imaginary friends .