Grope-a-palooza!!!
Mal ,'Out Of Gas'
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[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.
Aimee looks fabulous, as always!
Someone tell me to stop watching this bad Lifetime movie and just go to bed. I'm totally overreacting about something, and I think it's just because I'm over-tired. Blech.
vw-- step away from the Bad TV!! It's only worth watching if you can laugh at it.
Time for bed, bug... And no biting.
I am reading fic, of the good and bad and crack varieties.
I have a Google Alert set up to watch the news on a sexual assault trial of one of my brother's former teachers...the one that inspired him to go on and be a music teacher...the one who gave him the nickname he still uses.
It's making me sick. I'm actually starting to believe that he did it. And it's completely shaking up my belief that I can sense that kind of evil in people.
Sessy, Aimee.
And it's completely shaking up my belief that I can sense that kind of evil in people.
What made you think you had that psychic power in the first place?
Not to be persnickety but Bland Facade is one of the more common looks for the evil that humans do.
What made you think you had that psychic power in the first place?
It's called being trapped in abusive situations twice. You learn how to see through that Bland Facade. Or, at least you think you do.
It's kind of funny. I just started a piece of writing called, "No Longer a Doormat." Probably can't really say that. Never know when it's gonna bite you in the ass.
Aimée looks great. I had a haircut today, myself, but I'm definitely not in her league.
vw, step away from the Lifetime movie. Step away from Lifetime altogether. Go to bed early and make me do that too.
I just started a piece of writing called, "No Longer a Doormat." Probably can't really say that. Never know when it's gonna bite you in the ass.
That's a scary doormat.
but I'm definitely not in her league
Pshaw. Are so.
You know, Hec. I feel you should know that I'm now in hysterics. It's not all your fault, but a lot of it is.
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There are certain things you learn in life. I know you've learned that you need to be realistic about situations, and I get that. So, I'm sure you'll understand when I say that I've learned how to read when people give me the creeps. I've been wrong before, and I know I'll be wrong again. But you do learn things when you've been in extreme situations that change your life and the way you look at people.
I'm lucky I'm alive today, and I have sworn to myself that I will never let anyone do that to me again. Ever. So, I watch for that Bland Facade, and I'm really, really careful. So, I'm sure you'll better understand now why it shakes me up a bit to know that someone I trusted...someone that I trusted with the wellbeing of my brother...someone who inspired my brother to do what he's doing now...has done the very thing I most look out for.
And now, I really am going to bed. This post will probably disappear in the morning when I regret saying it. But, for now, it's here.