Ow. Will someone please tell me to stop picking at a mental/emotional scab, left over from a friendship I had to walk away from? It still hurts, dammit.
Sometimes when I'm sitting in class... You know, I'm not thinking about class, 'cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage.
Oz ,'First Date'
Spike's Bitches 25 to Life
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
juliana - Aug 05, 2005 6:01:35 am PDT #4858 of 10001
I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I miss them all tonight…
Steph L. - Aug 05, 2005 6:15:36 am PDT #4859 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
Say, could you find out if the Alchemist will be involved with this beer festival?
I'd bet good money that they will be. But I'll ask.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 05, 2005 6:20:41 am PDT #4860 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I'd bet good money that they will be. But I'll ask.
This bet has made my day.
DCJensen - Aug 05, 2005 6:23:56 am PDT #4861 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
Nora Deirdre - Aug 05, 2005 6:27:20 am PDT #4862 of 10001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
juliana-
I'm sorry about your mental picking. I had a terrible commute the other day, because I thought I saw someone on the train from my past, a terrible time for me, and I just got lost in the abyss of my own stupidity and pain. It took a while to shake that off.
I hope the scabs heal. You know you did the right thing. You can't change the past, but I bet you did what you had to do for your present and future.
{{juliana}}
Lee - Aug 05, 2005 6:27:28 am PDT #4863 of 10001
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Juliana, sweetie, step away from the scab.
Beverly - Aug 05, 2005 6:28:25 am PDT #4864 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Stop it, juliana. It's never going to heal over if you keep picking at it.
Kate, my sympathies to you and your family. Your grandfather sounds like a good and well-loved man. He'll be missed.
Beverly - Aug 05, 2005 6:39:27 am PDT #4865 of 10001
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
Steph, so glad that so far at least, you seem to be enjoying yourself. When the activities ramp up, I hope that continues. Felicitations to all celebrants!
Feel-betters to Toto!
And feel-betters as well, to the cat of Fred Pete, and to Mr. Pete himself, Felicitations on the anniversary of your natal day!
DCJensen - Aug 05, 2005 6:39:33 am PDT #4866 of 10001
All is well that ends in pizza.
The scabs of life afflict us all.
§ ita § - Aug 05, 2005 6:40:58 am PDT #4867 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Life doesn't break my skin that often. But a deep tissue bruise can last quite a while, even after you think you've healed.