Nines?
10000 is good, too.
Death is your art. You make it with your hands day after day. That final gasp, that look of peace. And part of you is desperate to know: What's it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that's the secret. Not the punch you didn't throw or the kicks you didn't land. She really wanted it. Every Slayer has a death wish. Even you.
Spike ,'Conversations with Dead People'
Natter 43: I Love My Dead Gay Whale Crosspost.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Aims - Apr 10, 2006 3:22:09 pm PDT #10000 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Liese S. - Apr 10, 2006 3:28:45 pm PDT #10001 of 10001
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Let us take this moment to pause, and think of the Natters before us and the Natters yet to come.
Okay, carry on.
"Natter .44 Magnum: Do You Feel Chatty, Punk?" Apr 10, 2006 5:28:07 pm PDT