She fought so bravely and so quietly and with such grace. I hope this last fight is as painless as possible for her.
Wash ,'War Stories'
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.
Please let us know if there is any way to boost the signal for finding a home for Mr. Peabody, or if donations for any purpose are welcomed/needed.
That's pretty much all I can do from here.
Much, much love~ma to Ginger, her friends, and families.
I just can't about Ginger.
Ginger was such a positive force in my online life, and especially in my adjustment to living with anxiety.
She sent me tapes. She reached out to me, whenever she could. Oh, Ginger. We used to joke about your accident-proneness.
My love, I am so sorry. I want you back.
Love, ~ma and prayers for Ginger.
Seska, my dear, love you.
And you, Cindy. I saw Amorphia the other week and we were chatting about you. We miss you!
Oh, that can't be good! Just kidding.
Y'all, I just want Ginger back. Why can't I get what I want? Darn it!
Ginger is the third person I know that cancer takes in the last five months (yeah, it's been a year). When I started yesterday the "why is it always the good people" thing, a friend replied with "because that's who you surround yourself with". Which is true.
I am hardly here as often as I want to, but I would like to tell you all that I cherish this place, and I cherish you. I was here yesterday evening, reading old posts, and I didn't just teared but also laughed. A lot.
You all are loved.
Shir, we don't know each other all that well, but I feel like I know you, from reading your posts, here.
You are such a positive force in this space. Thank you for being a Buffista.
Awww, Cindy. Thank you for your kind words.