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I miss last summer. I just realized this may be the last time I ever go to mattapoiset. Its kinda sad. So many memmories. Ive been coming here since I was like 1 or 2.

 I also miss being in New Orleans. I found something their that im afraid I've lost. I wish to God I could feel that way again. The way I did their. Guess you cant always have your cake and eat it too. I dunno, I have a lot of mixed feelings.




Then why the fuck would I want fucking cake at all? Thats horse shit.

Oh well.


So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.