Yahooey<p>“In my madness I was actually in love with her for the few hours it all lasted; it was the same unmistakable ache and stab across the mind, the same sighs, the same pain, and above all the same reluctance and fear to approach.” — Jack Kerouac, On the Road<br><a href="https://c.im/tags/BOTD" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>BOTD</span></a> <a href="https://c.im/tags/Kerouac" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>Kerouac</span></a> <a href="https://c.im/tags/MadLove" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>MadLove</span></a> <a href="https://c.im/tags/quote" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" target="_blank">#<span>quote</span></a></p><p><a href="https://yahooeysblog.wordpress.com/2025/03/12/quote-of-the-day-5092/" rel="nofollow noopener noreferrer" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://</span><span class="ellipsis">yahooeysblog.wordpress.com/202</span><span class="invisible">5/03/12/quote-of-the-day-5092/</span></a></p>