-t, sweetie, I'm so sorry.
'Not Fade Away'
Spike's Bitches 26: Damn right I'm impure!
[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.
I hope I haven't bummed y'all out too much.
Nuh-uh. We're here when you need.
-t, sweetie. No words can express.
And yeah, if it's not too much trouble, you'd have to join LJ. It's free. I'm being selfish and making it a bit easier on me to match names, etc. If you don't want to, I'll post your name in their under mine so I'll have it in there. Is that kosher?
Of course not, -t. We're Buffistas. We hold each other up. Please also pass on hugs to H for us. (And while you're at it, maybe your dad and that wily dog, too.)
You don't have to get a paid LJ account. You could just set up a free one in order to keep up with the Blanket Community, if you want.
I'm so sorry, -t. I'm about to take a baseball bat to the universe on your behalf.
I don't mind joining livejournal, I just haven't yet. I'll figure it out after lunch.
Hugs to you all, you're the bestest and don't let anyone tell you different.
Oh, -t! All the punctuation in the world to you.
Oh, -t, I am so very, very sorry. All the punctuation in the world.
-t, I'm so so sorry. I don't know what to say, but life needs to stop piling on you.
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-t, there aren't words. I am so so sorry about the house, the miscarriage, the stress...just keep breathing. It's a mantra I've been saying to myself a lot lately. And yes, we are here for you.