t does winning dance
And with that, I must off to bed. For lo! The alarm goes off at seven and I start uptown...
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'
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.
Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:02:05 pm PDT #9181 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
esse - Jul 31, 2007 7:02:59 pm PDT #9182 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Thanks for your guesses sweetie.
Q8: Upside down with a door frame and leather.
Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:00 pm PDT #9183 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Thank you for the game!! So. Much. Fun.
P.M. Marc - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:14 pm PDT #9184 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Anal sex in the back of a closet while wearing mid-Victorian clothes.
Aims - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:33 pm PDT #9185 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
How Plei starts her Nixon/Kissenger fic?
Atropa - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:46 pm PDT #9186 of 10001
The artist formerly associated with cupcakes.
Q8: It involves a theatre performance and gunplay. And a hat.
esse - Jul 31, 2007 7:03:53 pm PDT #9187 of 10001
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!
Ooh, maybe I'll revise. In a theatre with chaps and a fake beard.
Nicole - Jul 31, 2007 7:04:01 pm PDT #9188 of 10001
I'm getting the pig!
How is the babysitting going, Nicole?
Pretty good, sj. Her hiccups have returned and I think the last diaper change was just a touch too early (don't you hate that?!?), but other than that, she's a joy.
P.M. Marc - Jul 31, 2007 7:04:08 pm PDT #9189 of 10001
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear
Or maybe using Log Cabin syrup as lube.
Cass - Jul 31, 2007 7:04:48 pm PDT #9190 of 10001
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
Not faking it.