Your lyrics "play pretend" in my head.

I would have left this as a comment on her blog but I don't think she would have posted it. So here it is...

Speed,
I love you. And as happy as you are pretending to be, I know you. The real you. That place is miserable and I think its only a matter of time before you are back to that dark place you called your life.
Come here, come home. Live with me and we don't have to tell a soul where you are. Your friends, your family...we will let them believe that you are still in Georgia.
I will lay off the guilt. I should have never tried because, like I said, I DO know you and I know what roll guilt has played in your life. It was low and wrong of me to use it. I'm sorry I hurt you.

I just want you back.

In blood

I don't think any of us have recovered enough to actually write about our Haunted Halloween, but I'm going to try. The night is still sketchy in my head.

As usual, we all went to Starr's Monster Mansion. A few of us have backgrounds in theatre and when we put on a show...it is out of this world. And this year, there were monsters behind every door. Some were real, some were not but they all looked amazing. Peace is one hell of a make-up artist when she wants to be.

The band this year went by the name Careless. (Since it wasn't their real name, I got permission to put it in here.) They were flawless and kept us all dancing for most of the night. About half way through the night they did a tribute to Speed. It was so fucking cool. (Speed - they played "Carvin'" and you would have loved it.) I think Starr has it on dvd.

The night got bloody sexual after that (literally). I wasn't all that innocent...actually, none of us were. And like we all promised Speed, we all crashed at Starr's. When I woke up the next afternoon it took all I had to convince myself that I wasn't walking through a mass murder scene. It was a great night but without Speed, it was just a night. We missed you like mad, babe. (I sent you tons of pictures.)

I hope everyone had a safe Samhain.