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. ;)

Florida in T minus 36 hours. Cultural Festival in T minus 9 days. Me minus the unrelenting fear that my boyfriend will not be
happy when 'this' is all over...mmmm, wait for it.

Care O'Meter going down?

How do you cool your lips, after a summer's kiss?
How do you rid the sweat, after the body's bliss?
How do you turn your eyes, from the romantic glare?
How do you block the sound
Of a voice you'd know anywhere?

How do you numb your skin, after the warmest touch?
How do you slow your blood, after the body rush?
How do you free your soul, after you've found a friend?
How do you teach your heart
It's a crime to fall in love again?

Oh, you probably won't remember me
It's probably ancient history
I'm one of the chosen few
Who went ahead and fell for you
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch
I fell too fast, I feel too much
I thought that you might have some advice to give,
How to be insensitive

Selective Lyrics, Insensitive, Jann Arden