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 33: Weeping, crawling, blaming everybody else  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Karl - Jan 08, 2007 12:49:06 pm PST #9761 of 10004
I adore all you motherfuckers so much -- PMM.

There is a reason (or actually, two Reasons) why Fay has an RL OTP.

eta: D!


Aims - Jan 08, 2007 12:49:19 pm PST #9762 of 10004
Shit's all sorts of different now.

D!


Laura - Jan 08, 2007 12:49:26 pm PST #9763 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.

Um, Give me a "d"!


Amy - Jan 08, 2007 12:49:29 pm PST #9764 of 10004
Because books.

Give me a "D"!


erikaj - Jan 08, 2007 12:50:09 pm PST #9765 of 10004
"already on the kiss-cam with Karl Marx"-

No doubt, Karl.


Laura - Jan 08, 2007 12:50:13 pm PST #9766 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.

Hee, lets skip to..

What's that spell?!?


Amy - Jan 08, 2007 12:51:05 pm PST #9767 of 10004
Because books.

ADORABLE!


Steph L. - Jan 08, 2007 12:51:45 pm PST #9768 of 10004
this mess was yours / now your mess is mine

PETE!!!


Laura - Jan 08, 2007 12:51:53 pm PST #9769 of 10004
Our wings are not tired.

jumps in air and touches toes

splits pants and runs from room


beekaytee - Jan 08, 2007 12:55:09 pm PST #9770 of 10004
Compassionately intolerant

I solemnly swear to be unique...

What is that Steve Martin cheer?

Off to google.