|You will not be missed, but never forgotten|
|Me roadtrippin' with some pals|
back in the good ole days.
Ain't that some shit.
|My internal being. Actually he looks|
a lot like Diglett. Maybe my mole was
a piece of my soul. My soul mole.
On the subject of innocence, yesterday was of course the anniversary of an unfortunate event that will be talked about for decades to come I am sure. But I looked back at that year and realized that some of my favorite records I listened to when I was younger (and even now) came out that very same year. And I believe the most unfortunate thing that happened that year was we all lost our innocence. No one is innocent. The lighthearted spirit we all possess took a deep cut that year, and things will never quite be the same. And I can only imagine what the next few generations have in store for us. All I can say is that, God Hates Us All, and we must keep our eyes open for those sparks of humanity that keep us getting out of bed everyday. We only have each other.
Been in a huge Maynard mood.