Can't even shout, Can't even cry. The Gentlemen are coming by. Looking in windows, knocking on doors. They need to take seven, and they might take yours. Can't call to mom, can't say a word. You're gonna die screaming but you won't be heard.

Dream Girl ,'Bring On The Night'


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.


Atropa - Oct 25, 2006 9:45:45 am PDT #8714 of 10000
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.

Oooh, nice cincher, Tep! Welcome to the cult of Meschantes.


SailAweigh - Oct 25, 2006 9:46:52 am PDT #8715 of 10000
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb

I'd like to join the cult, but I have not the money at the moment. Sigh. Some day my princess line will come.


SuziQ - Oct 25, 2006 9:52:21 am PDT #8716 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

I'm an idiot. What is a "front busk"?

We need pictures, darling Mae.


Steph L. - Oct 25, 2006 10:20:27 am PDT #8717 of 10000
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

I'm an idiot. What is a "front busk"?

A front busk is the clasps/hooks down the front that open and close the corset. These have no front busk (although that IS the style I got, and they put a busk in for me). These do have a front busk.


sj - Oct 25, 2006 10:25:40 am PDT #8718 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."

Teppy, I can't wait to see pictures.


SuziQ - Oct 25, 2006 10:36:16 am PDT #8719 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Ahhhh, gotcha. Thanks, Steph. They are beautiful.

One day. One day. Well, I'll also need to find someone to lace me in, but I'll worry about that when I can afford one.


beth b - Oct 25, 2006 11:04:16 am PDT #8720 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

my brain is in a rut. Which happens when I can feel the seasons changeing, I think. So I want to be something different , but really can't think of anything different that I want to do . so I feel like everthing is boreing, even though I'm not really bored. It is sort of like futless- but there is no energy. and it is vaguely fake. It might be that urge to prep for winter , even though winter isn't the same as the winter I grew up with. My brain is whiney.


Daisy Jane - Oct 25, 2006 11:06:27 am PDT #8721 of 10000
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."

My friend and I were talking the other day about fall making us manic and itchy. I prefer spring.


brenda m - Oct 25, 2006 11:12:44 am PDT #8722 of 10000
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there

Oh, not me. Fall is comfortable, spring makes me antsy.


beth b - Oct 25, 2006 11:13:53 am PDT #8723 of 10000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!

I really love fall and spring - I feel most alive then , but I go through some 'bad' days that feel really illogical.partly, it is the unpredictability of the weather/temperature, etc. . partly, it is the allergies.