I always said I would never quit writing things that made me escape my sometimes-unhappy life. But here I go proving myself wrong. I love to write and I think in a way I live for it. But I have some news that might make ya’ll upset but please understand.
It’s time for me, Aimee, to move on. It’s so hard to say that. Yes, I’m still a BSB fan. I always will be. But I can no longer dedicate the time I have to writing my fantasies about them. It really has been fun and such an amazing experience to be able to touch people with my words.
I’m about to move from St. Louis to New York City. The Big Apple all by myself! I’m scared shitless to say the least! But I’ll be in LA taping a TV pilot for two months! I got my big break so now it’s time to take a break from this. I’m afraid it will be permanent. I just won’t have the time and it actually saddens me!
As I take my final bow I leave you guys with a more than appropriate song…
You can hear the engine moanin' out his one long one note song You can think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before But your thoughts will be wandering the way they always do When you're ridin' sixteen hours and there's nothin' much to do And you don't feel much like ridin', you just wish the trip was through Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go Turn the page Well you walk into a restaurant, strung out from the road And you feel the eyes upon you as you're shakin' off the cold You pretend it doesn't bother you but you just want to explode Most times you can't hear them talk, other times you can All the same old cliché's, "Is that a woman or a man?" And you always seem outnumbered, you don't dare make a stand Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go Turn the page Out there in the spotlight you're a million miles away Every ounce of energy you try to give away As the sweat pours out your body like the music that you play Later in the evening as you lie awake in bed With the echoes of the amplifiers ringin' in your head You smoke the day's last cigarette, rememberin' what she said Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go Turn the page Here I am On the road again There I am Up on the stage Here I go Playin' star again There I go There I go and don’t forget to keep the Backstreet Pride alive! God Bless you guys! Thanks for everything! Oh and go to mtv.com and vote them Viewers Choice! It should be theirs every time! Love alwayZ,
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