That final poem is a pretty amazing mix of ick and having no idea what he's talking about. Didn't he used to seem like a genuinely thoughtful person? Like, a person who could think, at least?
Angel: I can stay in town as long as you want me. Buffy: How's forever? Does forever work for you?
'Lies My Parents Told Me'
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
-t - Mar 28, 2018 12:16:56 pm PDT #24993 of 28601
I am a woman of various inclinations and only some of the time are they to burn everything down in frustration
sj - Mar 28, 2018 1:28:33 pm PDT #24994 of 28601
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
I think you're right, Gud.
Laura - Mar 28, 2018 2:49:45 pm PDT #24995 of 28601
Our wings are not tired.
I truly appreciate you taking the time and sparing me the experience.
WindSparrow - Mar 31, 2018 9:56:09 am PDT #24996 of 28601
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.
And now the Chronicles of Narnia books Kindle editions are $1.99 a piece.
Consuela - Mar 31, 2018 12:17:48 pm PDT #24997 of 28601
We are Buffistas. This isn't our first apocalypse. -- Pix
Hey, congratulations Hippocampus for the nomination! Woot!
Tom Scola - Mar 31, 2018 12:20:51 pm PDT #24998 of 28601
They pay me in WOIMS
Laura - Mar 31, 2018 1:06:52 pm PDT #24999 of 28601
Our wings are not tired.
Woo, Hippocampus!
lisah - Mar 31, 2018 1:39:19 pm PDT #25000 of 28601
Punishingly Intricate
Nice work, Hippocampus!!!
Sheryl - Mar 31, 2018 2:23:18 pm PDT #25001 of 28601
Fandom means never having to say "But where would I wear that?"
Congrats Hippocampus!
WindSparrow - Apr 01, 2018 11:22:58 am PDT #25002 of 28601
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.
So proud of you, Hippocampus!