...f.....
now i need a drink
and a part of me doesnt want to stop


i need "therapy"
soon

so you showed up in my dreams last night.

how this happened i dont know.

youre not even here yet:

but i came to your "welcome to utah" party.

saw you sitting on the couch with another guy...felt kinda hurt.

you didnt look into him. but yet you didnt leave him.

i pretended it didnt bother me. nice lip ring though.

my guess is youre on your way.

getting up

only to be let down

tired of being here

missing your bedroom

wake up

they tell me "erase her from your phone, your life"

i simply say....."no"

it seems as though they notice me now. all of a sudden.

....ugh. my stomach.

C: yeah i can hear that. you wanna go to Denny's?

Um...what?...no that would be spoiling me!

C: ...hmm, how is Denny's considered that?

because normally i get told "its 2am, starve bitch"

C: i'm drinking this hot chocolate to help me from falling asleep. all the sugars should help.

A: ..........what are you?...like 5 years old?!

doesnt matter how old i am, where i'm at, who i'm talking to, what i'm reading, where i'm searching, what i'm watching, there is always a part of me that misses you.

Girl talk = pillow talk