The Sky was bruised
The wine was bled
And there you led me on.

Goodness gracious me. So back in my home state now and quite busy with a lot of things. I should be out doing them now but I felt like writing a journal instead.

Today I feel like dancing in the rain and singing at the top of my lungs. But it's not raining and even if it were it's November. Rain in November is cold. Darkkinkachus do not like to be cold and wet. The end.

I miss Pip so much it hurts. Kind of like some one reached into my chest and tore out a chunk of my heart then ran away laughing. It's funny the little things you miss about a person, like the way his hair goes in tiny tight curls at the back of his head and the fact that his snoring/heavy breathing didn't bother me (I despise noise while I'm trying to sleep but for some reason that was fine and almost comforting in a weird it-means-you're-there way. Yeah.)

I'm still grumpy about being in debt so I couldn't get off the bus in Dayton and go wandering the streets in search of Duckies house/school. I really wanted to see her play and it would have been fuckin awesome to just show up and be like 'LOLHI!'. Because I'm a dork like that. Or maybe I'm creepy like that. I don't really care either way.

OKAY so I really need to go do stuff now and look for a job so I'll have money for December. Keep me in your thoughts please, I've got some really scary things to do soon.

-DK

P.S. Kevin, you are; Amazing, the Best friend, Coolest, Delightful, Exciting, Fauntastic, Goofy, Hott, Ingenious, Joker, Kind, Loving, Musical, Nice, Occasionally creepy, Playful, Quietly loud, Rambunctious, Silly, Talented, Unique, Very funny, Wonderful, Xenodochial, You, Zen filled. Just thought you might need that to help you through life lately. <3







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