Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Lonely



..I’m so lonely. Why can’t people understand that I need folks around. I need to feel loved and need to have the companionship. I have a huge bed and sleep alone most of the time. Come Home! Drive South! Let’s find you a job in the city so you can be here and not there. My dryer works here, my hands do great taking care of you, so COME HOME! Adding Damask wallpaper to the office for the dark green smoke room look. I know what you like and what you really want. COME HOME, because I’m lonely when your not laying next to me. I’m spoiled but I don’t seem to get my way in this situation. Big girls don’t cry… well I’m a little lady right now.

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