That just hurts, Karl.
Stop means no. And no means no. So . . . stop.
Xander ,'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.
WindSparrow - Dec 30, 2016 6:26:01 pm PST #28509 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.
Connie Neil - Dec 30, 2016 8:17:41 pm PST #28510 of 30002
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But damn, damn, damn this hurts.
Yup.
P.M. Marc - Dec 30, 2016 8:31:26 pm PST #28511 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
Oh, Karl. :(
Beverly - Dec 30, 2016 10:26:24 pm PST #28512 of 30002
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.
I'm so sorry, Karl. I'm glad you're past the unable to cry part, now, and may the tears be relief, and healing.
askye - Dec 31, 2016 4:35:14 am PST #28513 of 30002
Thrive to spite them
I'm sorry Karl.
Strix - Dec 31, 2016 6:49:57 am PST #28514 of 30002
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger
Ah, Karl...
sj - Dec 31, 2016 7:04:12 am PST #28515 of 30002
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I'm so sorry, Karl.
Zenkitty - Dec 31, 2016 9:06:59 am PST #28516 of 30002
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Karl, I'm so sorry.
quester - Dec 31, 2016 9:16:48 pm PST #28517 of 30002
Danger is my middle name, only I spell it R. u. t. h. - Tina Belcher.
{{{{{Karl}}}}}}
SailAweigh - Jan 01, 2017 6:46:52 am PST #28518 of 30002
Nana korobi, ya oki. (Fall down seven times, stand up eight.) ~Yuzuru Hanyu/Japanese proverb
{{Karl}}