Pardon Dolly's Aparition

Or, Public Display of Affection. PDA! I really don't like it. The thing is, I'm always in Campbell's arms. The same goes for Davis and Haley. Too much PDA! I really do like being held, but I always feel like someone's watching us. As you can probably tell, my desire for his arms around me much outweighs the paranoia. I tell myself, "No, Lizabeth. Stop it." But do I listen? No. I'd much rather walk around like Danny and Delaney or Ellen and Austin. Dating, but not flaunting it to the world. I feel bad, too, because I know my friends don't appreciate the amount of PDA either. Sure, I've talked to God about it, but I have horrible self-control when it comes to things like that. If you were me, you would understand how huge not having self-control is for me. In almost every other aspect of my life I have tremendous self-control, but when it comes to Campbell, everything falls apart. Lately, I've been thinking about getting a purity ring, just so I can have a physical reminder that God can give me strength to overcome physical desires like that.

I finished editing the song for dance! I'm very proud of myself. I know just how to end this thing.

Make my freakin' day, why doncha?

Is this how you envisioned your post would go, Austin?

That's all, folks!

Nova.