Shit happens. That's my theory. Everyone's been scattering around like little bugs caught in the light. The end of the world again. *shrugs ( Read more... )

I lost my powers. I was the strongest girl in the damn world, and it's gone. Strong anyway. I could've taken everyone. Anyone ( Read more... )

I gave Galen a lap dance.

I. Gave. Galen. A. Lap. Dance.

And called him "Gallie." Oh my God.

The drugs...*shakes her head* And the tattoo. The tattoo.

I kind of like my hair, though. At least the piercings have nearly healed (yes, I'm keeping them)...must be because I'm slayer now. That's just ( Read more... )

My Gallie and me were up on the Hollywood sign having the best picnic of beer and special brownies when some cops busted us. It was so stupid; they let us go without so much as a warning. Probably was because I gave them some of our brownies. They totally lightened up after that ( Read more... )

*sits around eating a special brownie*

Dude.

Life. Fucking. Rocks.

I've seen the light. Or at least I started seein' lights after all that X. Or whatever it was...I dunno, some guy gave it to me in the club.

We've finally stopped worrying about patrolling and demons and extremely bad plans and have started living. Rhia doesn't like it ( Read more... )

You know, I should just go with my gut instincts. I knew Dylan was up to something, and yeah, he was. He opened a portal and threw the crazy vamp that hurt Connor through it. Tori helped. I think that's what happened anyway, Des was telling Gabe and me, but she was kind of sobbing at the time. There's a big mess there. It makes my head hurt ( Read more... )

God, it never ends. Everything's just spinning out of control. I think we're all breaking apart. Except maybe Des and Gabe. They seem the only ones who are okay right now. Well, I guess I'm okay, too. They've been really cool about hanging out with me and avoiding the subject of my being a cold-blooded murderer...I haven't really seen Oz much ( Read more... )

I'm not a bad potential. I killed vampires. If I would've done this in the first place, then maybe Hockins would be still be ( Read more... )

I can't sleep. Any time I lay down in silence, all I can hear is his voice screaming at me. I can see his face, so angry...I can see the blood on my hands from where I put a stake in his heart. You always have to hit the heart ( Read more... )

Last night we met to take care of the portal problem and everything with Hockins. See what we were gonna do. But my watcher busted in with guns and people and shots were going everywhere. I know everyone was thinking of the last time we were attacked like this; I was, too. Dylan shot him, one of the ops shot Lorne. I guess I got a scratch, too ( Read more... )