I'm just looking for a new romance

The stars lean down to kiss you,
And I lie awake and miss you.
Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere.

I hear that's illegal in a handful of states...

Oh God, not you again....

Ohai.

Lot's have been on my mind since my last wave of posts. Turns out more people read this shit than I thought. Haha. But, one thing that was brought up was my dream/nightmare that I've been having. There seemed to be a little confusion as to who was who in the dream. Now, I can understand that. I didn't really make that clear in anyway what so ever. I also realize that one person being the other could really change how one would try to interpret the dream. So, in light of this, I went back and made an edit. If you go back to that post, I think you should be able to tell now who's who.

Moving on...

Summer is almost half way over already. Sad, really. I went back and looked at what I wanted this summer to be, what I hoped that was going to happen. Go ahead, take a guess at how much t that I wanted to happen has actually happened. If you guessed nothing, you're right. Now, I'm not going to bitch though. I've got to do some pretty awesome stuff, hang out with some cool people, and I plan to continue that. Or at least try.

I've lost the passion for a lot of stuff though. The whole Youtube channel thing was a joke from the start and I knew it was. At the time though, I was on top of the world. At the time, I had everything, and could be everything. Now, well, let's just say things are a little different. I still feel great...I don't know. I don't have someone to share my passion of these things with. That's what.

This blog is very unorganized...I don't like it already.

'Cause I'll doze off safe and soundly
But I'll miss your arms around me.
I'd send a postcard to you, dear
Cuz I wish you were here

I need to stop listening to this shit.
All it does is remind me of you.
I wonder sometimes why I even still do theses? I mean, it's good for me to get my thoughts onto paper and be able to actually make sense of this cluster fuck that I call a brain, but usually I don't even post what's actually on my mind for fear of the wrong (sometimes right) person reading it.

You know what...Let's have some fun with this. No hidden messages. No bullshit.
Yeah right...This blog is full of them.
So lately, I've been in a bit of a rut. The minute you think you're done with something, you're not. You're hitting it harder than ever. I thought that I had quit my addiction. Thought that I didn't need it anymore. That I could be good without it. Well, I'm still good, till night comes around anyways. Always seem to do most of my thinking there. If we take a look back at my old blog, we see that...

Hi, My name is Jeff Lipton, and I'm addicted to love.

Rather, I'm addicted to the idea of having someone love me. Looking back at old posts, there was a hidden message in one that was written wrong. Now, this doesn't really concern anyone but me. Either way, it's changed for the sake of myself.

This summer only has a few more weeks left, and so much I still want to do. So much that I still hope for. I'm talking to my parents about going to Texas for an extended weekend to see my old friend Jeremy Morris. Spent all last night talking to the kid...What a temptress. "Dude, I've got The Church, (apparently some club that you only have to be 18 to get into.) Xbox, beer, and pussy, what else do I have to give you to get down here?" Not much, my friend. That will just about do it for me.

I miss you. You know who you are. There's no hidden text now. I'm glad to see that you're happy, and I'm enjoying myself too. Though I'd be lying if I didn't say that I think about you at least once everyday. It's whatever though. Not making a big deal out of anything, because really...what's the point? No sense in me chasing what I can't have, which always seems to be the case with me.

So there you go. I think this may be my worst blog to date. No, I take that back, I've had worse that have never even been posted, or that have been taken down. It's late though, and I've had a busy day. Shot some pool with God for a while. Got to say, that kid is more down to earth than I would've guessed. Get him in the right topic, and you're golden. Expect my posts to be more like this one, if they even continue

Obai.

Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
I'd whisper in your ear,
"Oh darling, I wish you were here."
Made the mistake of watching Draw With Me the other day.