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Everyone can talk about missing him or leaving him. I don't think I can in public. That's fine.
I went to the cook out but I doubt I was pleasure to have around. I think my heart feels like a combination of wind and rain in a storm. And all I did was smoke and smoke, and occasionaly wish I was stoned.
At least he's okay, right? Life likes to give me things I love and than take them away. I'll stop falling for the tricks since I guess it happens that way all the time, now.
Being at the cook out made me feel in some memory stirring in the back fo my head, that there was something I had lost somewhere a long time ago. There's something here with everyone smiling that makes my body feel alone.
Since people always result to talking to God when they're at a loss..
Why the hell me, Lord? What have I ever done to deserve one of the pleasures I know, and have you snatch away?
Well, if you send me anymore I promise you I won't love them.
Being Jaded has grown less exhausting.
The cook out was a good idea. Makes me think back to the other cook out that was held here before; and seeing everyone happy was in fact a great relief. Sorry I didn't bring any alcohol, but being drunk on happiness and good music is even better, right?
If these kind of things can happen at least once a moth I think we could all be pretty damn happy living in this city together. So what made the world turn this time, music or food or that we realized we can all agree and laugh together? Even the sky seemed to hold a strange clearness.
As for that music.. I haven't picked out tunes like that in years. It was fun, and if the people enjoyed it than I know I did. Nice choices, Demyx. Playing with a large band liek that is a nice change of pace for my own music 'career'. I look forward to holding a show like that again and very soon.