HAPPENING NOW...

THE STORY:

She's psycho. He's dangerous. Together, they're a big, beautiful disaster. They live out beyond the city limits in some little tin can of a house on wheels, the walls papered with tropical leaves and birds. He calls her his "delicious monster." She calls him out. On his back he's got a big tattoo of flames that look like black velvet wings, and she likes to imagine them lifting him up, up and away into the clouds as he guns his bike down the drive. She knows all his friends think she's nuts, but she doesn't care, cuz it's "ride-or-die-true-luv-always," ya know? Anyways, they're just jealous.

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To be continued...