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I leave for New Orleans tomorrow and it seems so unreal. Which means I should be packing right now because we leave bright and early, but I don't want to move. I didn't pack before because my boyfriend who I haven't seen in a week came over and we just layed in my bed and it was one of the nicest things I've ever felt in a long time, his kisses just made everything disappear. All my problems weren't problems anymore and I know it sounds corny but it's true. When I stood on the snow watching the car take him away, I felt a tear fall from my eye, I turned around and wished that I could have everything back to the way it was.