*sigh*

[profundis]

Listening to my music on random, and the Revolting Cocks cover of "Da Ya Think I'm Sexy" came on....and a wave of nostalgia (and missing Jake) swept over me.

Oh the nights spent breathing the fog at Masquerade, moving through the shadows and dancing my ass off with my club-posse - only to pack it back on at Waffle House at 5am. Jake was a fixture in our lives then...never danced with us - not once that I saw - but was always there looking out for us, or talking us into some trouble, or both.

Miss. You. So. Much.

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I don't know Jake's story, I just know that he's gone. But his vibrancy in this photo is a lesson in life, and the absence of it. It is haunting.