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George Strait
	Desperately
	Every night its the same I hear you callin my name You're lyin' next to me I give into your charms You disappear in my arms I realize it's just a dream, but Desperately I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Shake the sleep from my head And try to crawl out of bed Today is just another day I make the coffee for one I turn the radio on Pretend that everythings ok, but Desperately I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Know theres no reason to smile Its gonna take me awhile Cause I still love you desperately Desperately I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Watch the sun goin' down There ain't nobody around I feel a night in the breeze I keep on tellin' myself I don't need nobody else And I can do as I please, but Desperately I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now I Desperately I long to feel your touch But you left me all alone in love And now Every night its the same I hear you callin' my name I still love you desperately I still love you I still want you I still love you desperately

Best homecoming ever. Lol.

Miss you, my favorite would be 16 year old boyfriend.

A cut and paste....

So heres a letter, that I pondered as I sent...just wondering what others thought:

I have to admit, I struggle with the commitment aspect of relationships myself. Truth be told I change my mind every other day as to whether or not I want "commitment."

I wonder why this is so hard for people? Once upon a time all I wanted was commitment, now that it is so easily accessible, I find myself struggling each day not to run for cover.

I loved how you phrased "intimacy with commitment" --Not to pry, but what does that -really- mean to you? I mean it intrigues me....I've always considered a "commited relationship" defined as a friendship with intimacy, so I am curious as to how you differ from me in this aspect.....

After 15 years, i've made it back home...8 miles by 8 miles of country. Lets see...

Night with j like nights with c. Comfortable

In other news, j, the non-present teacher, is taking me out tomorrow. So yay.
Also, going back to the birth place. So yee-haw.

Mr. Boots writes today. 5 sentences, and my world is rocked.
Missing him becomes undeniable, and i fear september more than ever.

To live with a guy, or to live with a guy...that seems to be the question.

Got daddy's place to myself, a full bar, and permission to throw a party..,so why am I staying out of trouble?
Perhaps, i really have grown up?
Except, i think grown ups move-in with their significant others, not the guy they met two weeks ago? hmmm.
And I thought September would be hard.

Its 5 am and for the past hour plus i've second guessed my last 24. I miss my boyfriend desperately and yet, know there is no way he can help.
Little pink pills are my sleepy escape, and yet even they offer no solace. Pray i get out of this one.

One third of a fifth later...
To be blunt, mexico wasn't as fun as it could be, but unfortunately, I made up for it the following thursday...
Between a high school friend and a new friend, i somehow well, literally ended up.
Not in a bad way...but. Well.maybe that's what's bad about it.
In current events. Life in the middle of nowhere may lead to a car payment.
Missing a life i used to know, but so far i am trapped in the one i got. Wish me luck. ;)