you must always know how long to stay and when to go...........

i thought things would be better when i got back.
but i have come to find they are not.
i'm more homesick now than ever.
or maybe i'm just missing someone.

either way it's no fun and needs to cease.


i've decieded that if my life were a song it would most definantly be my heart is the worst kind of weapon.


the name says it all.




imissyoumost