11.7.11

bible camp

no tripe.

they've wheeling the ark over here now, indigo waves stenciled along the side.
the getaway car.
we're gonna blow this joint, baby.

i'd rather be called sweetheart than any other name, or let you invent a new one every day.

it takes moxie to stalk, lure, and trap a double, but if you have to hunt them down, they've probably not your doppel anyhow.

if everyone else drowns, i want someone else with me in this boat.