Home Is Wherever I'm With You

Do you ever hear a song and think it's about one person but then it turns out it's about someone else entirely? Isn't it always a little bit funny when that happens?

So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear...

"I just wanted to say how much I miss you. For the sex stuff, sure, but also I'd just like to see you again as well."

And that's moment where it occurs to you that maybe the label isn't as important as you'd been thinking it was. Because he misses you and he just wants to see you again and he misses the sound of your voice. And you don't have to be afraid that he doesn't miss your company, your friendship, your smile, just your vag and his ability to have sex with it. Because he misses you. Maybe he misses you as much as you miss him...

Hey Thanks

Dear Dormouse,

Can we please agree to stop making fucking stupid decisions? Or at least stop making stupid decisions about fucking? No? Well, I fucking tried...

Love always,

Your brain

PS: Your heart might think it's doing the right thing but it's a fucking idiot. Just sayin...