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risk in the kiss might be anger on your lips [topic 28]
Oh, yes. Let's talk about sex indeed ( Read more... ) -
Pain (topic 23)
Pain. She’s caused it. She’s felt it. She’s reveled in both, emotional and physical. Torture used to be a drug to Darla, though she was never quite patient enough to watch as her victims stretched to the breaking point ( Read more... ) -
What is your number one regret? (Topic 18)
[Locked from Angel]
Having lived for the better part of four centuries, most of those years a soulless demon, one might assume that I have a great many regrets, all of which torment me in my dreams. One might. But really, the obvious must be taken into account. I was an evil vampire with no soul and no concern for anyone but myself. Am I supposed ( Read more... ) -
Topic #10: Introduction
Many great scholars have attempted, through time and painstaking research, to condense four centuries of my life down into a few volumes of literature while their own lives wasted away in the balance - rather quickly, I might add, if I happened to get wind of their efforts. The wily few who managed to slip through my fingers wound up with texts ( Read more... ) -
talk about passion.
Passion. Its definition is better suited to Angelus; after all, passion tastes bitter on a whore’s tongue and in four hundred years, Darla’s never fashioned herself to be anything different, regardless of how things might have evolved with time. She’s not one to lie to herself-Connor’s birth might have been a miracle, but his conception was hardly ( Read more... ) -
locked to connor
From Darla’s vantage point, she could see everything-and anything, and for this reason, it was occasionally possible to mistake the afterlife to which she’d been confined with heaven. But the truth was, she took no particular joy in the view; aside from the glimpses into Connor’s world, the lives of people bored her immeasurably. Seconds, minutes, ( Read more... ) -
dear powers that be...
Dear Powers That Be ( Read more... ) -
this could be the last time that we say goodbye
I watched the sun set last night and I felt it rise today, but I paid no attention to it. Tried not to, and the alcohol helped. So this was humanity; this was that delicious, raw, achingly intense emotional rollercoaster that Angel longed for. I’d rather the cold. I should have killed him when I’d had the chance, any one of a hundred thousand ( Read more... ) -
i feel so far away from close to you
I didn't leave the glass from the shattered mirror on the floor, but neither did I pack anything to take with me as I walked out the door. It was useless, I knew, because everything would fall into place when I saw Lindsey again; my Angel-induced identity crisis would cease to be a problem, and everything would work itself out, the way it never ( Read more... ) -
power_play
Lindsey’s getting married.
I haven’t talked to him in days, haven’t seen him since that night he kept me company while I waited for Angel to show up. Then all of a sudden, Angel’s here and I’m just about to begin my tirade when the phone rings and my world flips upside down. Again.
I’m getting married - to Cordelia ChaseThat little tidbit of ( Read more... )