Dude, she is just amazing, Aims! What a fabulous smile...
Now, I can hold a note for a long time...actually I can hold a note forever. But eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for. The note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music.
Host ,'Why We Fight'
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.
Cass - Sep 05, 2006 8:23:21 pm PDT #1921 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Aims - Sep 05, 2006 8:24:43 pm PDT #1922 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Thanks! It makes me want to get her headshots.
Lee - Sep 05, 2006 8:27:24 pm PDT #1923 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
Very very cute, Aimee.
Cass, if you want, I will link you to the badfic.
Cass - Sep 05, 2006 8:29:32 pm PDT #1924 of 10000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Excellent. I am booting AIM, as well. I'm a crackfic whore.
P.M. Marc - Sep 05, 2006 8:29:56 pm PDT #1925 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Oh, man. She's just gorgeous there, Aimee. I mean, she always is, but that's an especially cute pic.
P.M. Marc - Sep 05, 2006 8:30:40 pm PDT #1926 of 10000
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Cass, you won't regret it!
After all, in this story, Spike lactates!
Man, I have low standards.
Lee - Sep 05, 2006 8:32:40 pm PDT #1927 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
After all, in this story
Plus, ASSBABIES.
Aims - Sep 05, 2006 8:34:04 pm PDT #1928 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Thanks, Plei. These girls are high-larious to raise.
THe other day she demanded a waffle (I swear they are all she wants to eat ever). I said, "Not for lunch. How about a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?"
She gave me this look like she was a Beverly Hills socialite asked to shop in The Valley.
§ ita § - Sep 05, 2006 8:34:06 pm PDT #1929 of 10000
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
Jaysus, people. That whitefont is teh nast.
Pix - Sep 05, 2006 8:35:09 pm PDT #1930 of 10000
We're all getting played with, babe. -Weird Barbie
Oh gross. I just had to look at the whitefont. Must. Find. Brain. Bleach.