I've never lit a match with intent to start a fire

I am a writer, a writer of fictions

primadonna of the gutter
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...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 and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'

-Jack Kerouac, On The Road

being lyrical about nothing, waxing poetic,