These past days have been without a doubt some of the most troublesome of my life. I've spent the last four years in the company of the most sympathetic, yet the most diverse individuals any lucky person could ever enjoy.
Andrew is gone. Harry is gone. Matthew and Mathew are gone. I need to leave this house because every fucked up wall and broken support beam is a memory that makes me nauseous. Because 4055 is no longer somewhere one can chill at, but is now somewhere one recollects the best times that we spent.
Our tenemant with the big red door is now nothing but a tenament.
Remember the times we drank tall cans of beer and recounted how outstanding the next year would be. Remember the times we set up punk rock studios in our basement because we could. Most of all, remember the times we all sat back at all hours of the morning, when girls didn't work out but, and nevertheless we had each other. We fell asleep happy with smiles on our faces.
That was 4055.
These days will never come again.
Perhaps will come finer days.
But I will never forget these.
Michael
Andrew is gone. Harry is gone. Matthew and Mathew are gone. I need to leave this house because every fucked up wall and broken support beam is a memory that makes me nauseous. Because 4055 is no longer somewhere one can chill at, but is now somewhere one recollects the best times that we spent.
Our tenemant with the big red door is now nothing but a tenament.
Remember the times we drank tall cans of beer and recounted how outstanding the next year would be. Remember the times we set up punk rock studios in our basement because we could. Most of all, remember the times we all sat back at all hours of the morning, when girls didn't work out but, and nevertheless we had each other. We fell asleep happy with smiles on our faces.
That was 4055.
These days will never come again.
Perhaps will come finer days.
But I will never forget these.

Michael
joyrider:
i had a 2820 and a 925. good times roll.
joyrider:
i'm wondering if you're en route or decomposing on the carpet of 4055.