Sunday, December 2, 2012

Swear to Baby Jesus.

My biggest secret is that I don't have any secrets left,
and I'd like at least one to hold onto
so that I can still seem sexy and mysterious to you...




and you call yourself a free-spirit, a "wild thing", and you're terrified that somebody's gonna stick you in a cage.




She is so beautiful. You don't get tired of looking at her. 
You never worry if she is smarter than you:
You know she is.
She is funny without ever being mean. I love her. 
I am so lucky to have her, Van Houten. 
You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world, old man, 
but you do have some say in who hurts you. 
I like my choices. I hope she likes hers. 

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