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Since the last time that I saw your pretty face A thousand lies have made me colder And I don't think I can look at this the same All the miles that separate Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight, there's only you and me. The miles just keep rollin' As the people leave their way to say hello I've heard this life is overrated But I hope that it gets better as we go. I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight girl, there's only you and me. Everything I know, and anywhere I go It gets hard but it won't take away my love And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done. It gets hard but it won't take away my love I'm here without you baby But you're still on my lonely mind I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time I'm here without you baby But you're still with me in my dreams And tonight girl, there's only you and me |
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3DD is one of my favorites. Them and Creed. |
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I can't believe some of the cheesy things that move me to tears or force a lump-in-my-throat since we've been doing this whole long distance thing. |
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They gave me a life that’s not so easy to live And then they sent me on my way I left my loving, forgot my dreams I lost them along the way Those little things you say When words mean so much You never back down And they all shy away You always listen to me And what do I care to get me through these sleepless nights And what do I have to hold when no one’s there to hold me tight And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this is I feel and I feel you And this ain’t no bitterness Then I’d rose just the same Got this road short and can be long Another endless day, another seven hundred miles that’ll take me further from my home Those little things you say When words mean so much You never back down And they all shy away You always listen to me And what do I care to get me through these sleepless nights And what do I have to hold when no one’s there to hold me tight And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this is I feel and I feel you I know what you’re going through now Believe me I live this And what do I care to get me through these sleepless nights And what do I have to hold when no one’s there to hold me tight And what do I see the only thing that gets me through this is I feel and I feel you |
one of the hardest times I had was over summer when sem and I were living together and he had to go to atlanta for a few days. it was unbelievably difficult, hanging out in his house, sleeping in his bed, and playing with his cats without him there. |
those are the worste. And waking up in middle of the night alone. Sometimes I wake up thinking eri is beside me and my cat is sleeping on my feet. what a disappointment when I realize the truth. I have decided that tonight I am sick of eating out at a reseraunt with nothing buy my laptop for company. Since the hotel I am staying in has a kitchette, I went and got some hamburger and mac & cheese and sliced american cheese and A1! Tonight, I am making hb patties, and mac and cheese, and damn am I actually excited about it! How pathetic is that? |
I already had gotten a few canldes to make it as home like as possible (eri and I love to turn out the lights, light a fire in the fireplace, and a dozen candles). I bought a couple more candles, and will eat my patties and mac & cheese by candle light. |
nights are the worst. especially the first night after I have to sleep alone after he's gone and if the pillow still smells like him.... *sigh* it's not easy. |
I forgot how much one box of mac & cheese made, and I have nothing to keep left overs in. What a horrible waste. And I was still alone. |
It's odd that when I talk to my friends about this, they look blank, but that kazu should just nail it right on the head. The pillow thing. Aw shucks. |
He left a teeshirt here once. I slept with it, yes, of course I did. |
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we're such dogs. |
I'm posting from a public computer in the Ontario Science Centre. It's like, you know, the "Knowledgeium" in that one episode of the Simpsons? Just me, Rowlf, and like 20 school busses full of kids on field trips. Why are there no filters on this computer? SHIT SHIT shit....nope, no filter. Rowlf is checking the new Strongbad email. If you'll excuse me, i've got to go poke at some magnectic liquid or learn about mars or soemthing. i wonder how long until they kick me off this thing? |
this is a perfect opporutnity to go watch teen girl squad yet again. |
the little songs about grammar at the end rule. |
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i'm already totally dreading the five days i'll be apart from dave over thanksgiving. i feel for you, spunk and eri. |
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and sem and kazu too, of course. man, how do you two do it? it must be torture. |
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oh geez this is the That 70s Show that made me cry...speaking of things that make me mushy now that I'm all in love 'n shit. |
(crying now) |
But, that is just a small thing. Like I miss MY computer and MY bed, and MY recliner..... I miss it, but more then that I miss the intimacy. Our spirits make love too, and that I miss. I know this sounds metro but.. I miss holding her. I miss her head on my chest while we watch TV. I miss her eyes, I miss holding her hand when we go out, I miss all that. And yes, the sex. |