// You Little Spies //

They taped over your mouth

Scribbled out the truth with their lies

You little spies

-CrushCrushCrush (Paramore)

Hello! As always-- I'm not dead. We went on a little road-trip and we hope to take another one this month, and I left my laptop, and all of the Shire family at home. I had a great time, and it was a nice break from everything. ^-^

Anyways. I plan to sit down this week and write up the next episode of Thing 1 & Thing 2, as well as the next episode of A.O. Yes, you read right. It's the surprise I intended to do, but I haven't had the time nor brain power to put the next part together in a timely manner. It's coming, though. Just you wait. 

I hope you all have a lovely day. Hopefully I'll drop back in soon with something fun. ;) 

~Adi

(Oh, and I'd like to give a small shout-out to Madi-- she's a new blogger, and she's such a sweetie. Not to mention she named a doll after me. How insane is that?! Do visit her HERE, and HERE, and say hi for me.)

~Adi

~If These Sheets Were States~

I'm lost in empty pillow talk again

I'm lost in empty pillow talk again

This bed's an island made of feather down, 

and I'm stuck here alone

With little else but memories of you, 

on memory foam

Visions of a brighter love, 

I'd kill for one more day

To pool my thoughts, 

and find the words to say

If these sheets were the states, and you were miles away,

I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.

Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me.

I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again.

I'm lost in empty pillow talk again

This room's become a mausoleum, filled with relics of regret

Paying dues to every moment wasted, on words left unsaid

Collisions of a finer love, I'd kill for one more way

To tell you how you make me better every day

If these sheets were the states, and you were miles away,

I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.

Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me.

I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again.

(Lost in empty pillow talk again)

(Lost in empty pillow talk again)

If these sheets were the states, and you were miles away,

I'd fold them end over end to bring you closer to me.

Because I don't sleep at all without you pressed up against me.

I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk

I settle for long distance calls, I'm lost in empty pillow talk again.

I'm lost in empty pillow talk again.

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Charlie misses England. And her imaginary boyfriend Bob.

Hello! How are y'all? Summer treating you well?
It's hot as heck here and I hate it. 100 degrees and up for the past week, and it's a miracle I haven't melted yet. :P I honestly belong in Antarctica. I can't do heat.

I've got a surprise planned for the blog that I'm trying to get done. Hopefully it'll be up in a week or so. I know a lot of you will be excited for it.

Song: If These Sheets Were States (All Time Low)
Doll: Charlie (MYAG #37)
Pictures: SOOC besides b&w filter

Have a lovely day everyone. :)

~Adi