Hi. My name is Julie. And I like to listen to Drum and Bass.

Well, I'll give you a thousand reasons that tonight you should grant me this one wish. Like the one year of my life that I gave to you and now you put me through hell. You b r e a k me up. I should hate you, but I can't replace you in my heart. Why am I so pathetic? I don't get why you won't return my calls. Can't you look at me once? And please if you got a minute, enjoy this lonely sky with me.

I want to hold your hand again. I want to take walks with you again. I want you to put your head on my shoulder as I'm driving. I want you to kiss me, and mean it. I want you to call me every night just as I'm going to bed and tell me that I'm beautiful. I want to be in love with you again. I want to marry you. I want to raise children with you. I want to live with you. I want to die with you. I want the grass to grow and cover the tombstone that we share. I want to spend my day laying in bed with you. I want to take late night drives to Meijer's and have you make me lay on the furniture with you. I want you to correct me every time I say "Meijer's" because the name is not plural. I want you to look at me and just know how much you love me. I want to go to all those places around the world that we always said we were going to go to. I want you to lie to your mother and spend the night at my house. I want to watch movies with my head in your lap or vise versa. I want you to let me win at video games. I want to listen to This Is Not An Exit over and over and over again and still get butterflies. I want to just be able to listen to This Is Not An Exit again. I want you to be included in every single one of my future memories. I want to put up everything that I took down that reminded me of you. I want you to give me random little gifts. I want you to write me letters of how much you love me. I want to know that you're missing me as much as I'm missing you. I want to write you silly little e-mails confessing my love to you while you are away at your dad's. I want you to buy me that puppy that you so wanted to. I want you to tell me that I'm wonderful. I want to tell you that you are wonderful. Because you are. I want to take random trips to Saginaw with you so that I can spend money. I want you to take me out to eat. I want to take you out to eat. I want to go to movies with you. I want you to tell me that you'll never stop loving me again. I want you to tell me how much I make you happy. I want you to tell me that I'm perfect. I want to be in that perfect relationship again with you. I want the world to stop turning when I with you. I want you to tell me how much you wished you had enough money to buy me a ring. I want to rush home from work every day excited just because I knew I would be hearing your voice. I want to know that there's never going to be another girl. I want you.

Hand in mine, into your icy b l u e s.

This weight, it must be satisfied. You offer only one reply. You know not what you do. But you tear and tear your hair from roots from that same head you have twice removed a lock of hair you said would prove our l o v e would never die. Well ha ha ha. ... You said you hated my suffering and you understood, and you'd take care of me. You would always be there, well where are you now?

It's just the thought of you In love with someone else.

Don't lie just tell. Did you give your heart away to something else? Or did you simply go and throw it away? Am I missing part of the picture? Did it just hit you, you need make fiction of this addiction, And then walk away.

Hey let's not pretend that we're not on each other's mind. You'll always be with me even if I'm doing time.

It's funny how things work out, The ones we need don't know we're there, If I were sand and you were oceans, the moon would be why you're pulled to me. I wake up and think dreams are real, I sleep so I don't have to feel, the truth that you can never be the one person that won't ever forget me. I hope that dreams come when I die, So we can talk I won't wake up, I'll ask how your life worked out, I'll never know that I'm just dreaming.