Hi blog. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I’ve missed you, thought of you time to time. I hope you don’t think I’ve replaced you? I’m not home now, but you probably knew that. I just. Don’t have any words left in me, Or so it seems.

My leggings have a hole in them, I’ve no one to talk to. I’m listening to my new Beatles CDs, they’re lovely. It won’t be long yeah, yeah, yeah. Mm.. My stomach is still churning. For a while there, I thought I’d have a girl to speak with, but turns out she had to go spend time with her family.

The purpose of you originally was because I never had someone to tell my problems to. No one ever wanted to listen, And I can’t blame them.

But now, I have a someone. A wonderful someone. He and I speak often, and are quite in love. He cares. And asks. And wonders. He’s truly the best.

Is there anybody going to listen to my story? All About the girl who came to stay. She’s the kind of girl you want so bad it’s makes you sorry.