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 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[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.


Dana - Jun 12, 2014 7:48:40 am PDT #11275 of 30002
I haven't trusted science since I saw the film "Flubber."

I'm so sorry, sj.


Burrell - Jun 12, 2014 7:54:49 am PDT #11276 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

I'm so sorry sj. Sending you lots of strength and love.


flea - Jun 12, 2014 7:55:32 am PDT #11277 of 30002
information libertarian

sj, I am so sorry.


SuziQ - Jun 12, 2014 7:57:54 am PDT #11278 of 30002
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame

Oh, sj. I'm so sorry.


erikaj - Jun 12, 2014 8:08:24 am PDT #11279 of 30002
"Somewhere in this building is our talent." Toby Ziegler, my spirit animal

I know how much you wanted it.


lisah - Jun 12, 2014 8:09:31 am PDT #11280 of 30002
Punishingly Intricate

So sorry, sj.


Sparky1 - Jun 12, 2014 8:14:16 am PDT #11281 of 30002
Librarian Warlord

I am so sorry, sj.


Laura - Jun 12, 2014 8:16:29 am PDT #11282 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

I'm so sorry, sj. Feel free to email me if you want to discuss. I had 3 miscarriages before I had the boys, It is so hard.


P.M. Marc - Jun 12, 2014 8:19:18 am PDT #11283 of 30002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

I'm so sorry, sj. Take extra good care of yourself for the next while, 'k?


Calli - Jun 12, 2014 8:19:21 am PDT #11284 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I'm so sorry, sj.