Before I can tell you anymore, try to pass on whatever once happened way back then; in some misused hope she'll live on in this, it's important you know what she actually looks like.
And believe me, it's hard to describe her.
But aside from all the metaphorical comparisons of Kennedy to the Galaxy, I'm a realist.
She never wore dresses or skirts.
Ripped black jeans and patent Doc Martens.
Her statement was a dark leather jacket with a purple hood and deep pockets.
I never saw her wear anything other than band tees.
I'd never heard of them but she could ramble for ages about MCR and FOB.
Although she was confident; she's still human, believe it or not.
Little insecurities, the odd freckle and so on. Her eyes were actually brown but she hated the colour so she wore purple contacts.
She was a stormy night.
The darkest shade of pencil.
Kennedy was.
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Mentions Of Kennedy
DiversosIt was like he blinked and then she was gone. He took her for granted; only noticed the shadow in the schoolyard when it was too late. She is. She was. She simply spat fire and gazed at him with piercing eyes. Would he be too late? Only you would kn...
