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Must resist going to the crack site.
As Willow goes, so goes my nation.
Oz ,'Selfless'
Spike's Bitches 36: Did I Sully Our Good Name?
[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.
Ailleann - Jun 07, 2007 5:09:23 am PDT #1649 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Tom Scola - Jun 07, 2007 5:21:30 am PDT #1650 of 10001
hwæt
I want to not hate myself.
Ailleann - Jun 07, 2007 5:49:30 am PDT #1651 of 10001
vanguard of the socialist Hollywood liberal homosexualist agenda
Is no one going to spring in with brackets for Tom?
{{{{{Tom}}}}}
sj - Jun 07, 2007 5:51:36 am PDT #1652 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
{{{Tom}}} I think you should redirect that hate to people who deserve it, like the morons who didn't turn on the electricity in my new place like I asked them to. You most definitely do not deserve the hate.
Amy - Jun 07, 2007 5:56:41 am PDT #1653 of 10001
Because books.
I'm not sure how anyone could hate someone with a smile like yours.
Laura - Jun 07, 2007 6:01:07 am PDT #1654 of 10001
Our wings are not tired.
Add to my list wanting Tom to have the joy he deserves in life. Hugs and love for you.
Ginger - Jun 07, 2007 6:10:59 am PDT #1655 of 10001
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda
I wish I knew a way to make things better for you, Tom. You have so much going for you: the smile, the personality, the mad photography skills.
Fred Pete - Jun 07, 2007 6:28:39 am PDT #1656 of 10001
Ann, that's a ferret.
Tom, what's wrong? Did something specific bring this on?
Tom Scola - Jun 07, 2007 6:36:54 am PDT #1657 of 10001
hwæt
Nothing specific, just an ongoing thing.
Steph L. - Jun 07, 2007 6:43:02 am PDT #1658 of 10001
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine
I want to not hate myself.
I want that, too.
Not for me, I mean; I want you to not hate yourself. Because there is no damn reason -- not even in your brain -- for you to hate yourself.
You'll get there, I promise.