Star for Hil!
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 46: Don't I get a cookie?
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Liese S. - Jan 20, 2011 1:42:00 pm PST #13610 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
amych - Jan 20, 2011 1:42:20 pm PST #13611 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
Oh, {{{{Jilli}}}}. All the world's love to you, and peace to everyone.
Liese S. - Jan 20, 2011 1:42:37 pm PST #13612 of 30000
"Faded like the lilac, he thought."
Oh, Jilli, I'm so sorry.
Anne W. - Jan 20, 2011 1:42:50 pm PST #13613 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Oh, {{{{{{{{{Jilli}}}}}}}}}
I am so, so sorry. Much love to you and your whole family.
flea - Jan 20, 2011 1:45:17 pm PST #13614 of 30000
information libertarian
Oh, Jilli, how terrible. I am so sorry.
Tom Scola - Jan 20, 2011 1:45:22 pm PST #13615 of 30000
They pay me in WOIMS
I'm very sorry Jilli.
Connie Neil - Jan 20, 2011 1:45:43 pm PST #13616 of 30000
brillig
oh, fuck, Jilli. It's being a hell of a winter.
Burrell - Jan 20, 2011 1:46:29 pm PST #13617 of 30000
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!
I'm so terribly sorry, Jilli. I will be holding you and your parents in my heart.
billytea - Jan 20, 2011 1:47:23 pm PST #13618 of 30000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I'm so sorry, Jilli. My condolences.
Cass - Jan 20, 2011 1:49:15 pm PST #13619 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.
I am so sorry, Jilli.