Official notice to the crazy family:

Ya'll can stop bothering Leo at his home and places of work when you want to piss me off cause I'm moving the hell out and into a sweet shack of my own.

Ha! Try stalking me now, hors!

Sorry Mattie, Patrick Ravensdale ain't a demon. I know because I broke his face with my fists with relative ease. So if he's SPN then we're talking your garden variety strength ones.

He got away though and the cops think I'm bullshitting them. Whatever, cops fucking suck as usual.

So, like, are we having some sort of family freaking reunion in London or something. Here's an idea. How about you ALL just go the hell back to Liverpool and stop freaking stalking me!

Hey John, since you're sure as hell reading this thing I'll talk here ( Read more... )

For my birthday I would like to wake up sunbathing on a beach somewhere in Brazil with an incredibly cute and normal guy rubbing lotion on my back.

*crosses fingers*

Brandon now?? BRANDON??

OH FINE, WHY DON'T YOU ALL JUST MOVE HERE AND HUNT SOME THINGS THAT WE DON'T TALK ABOUT HOW ABOUT THAT THEN??

>_<

gohome.

Baby, I am on fire!

Least my hands were a bit about half an hour ago.

Dunno if anything's shown up on the wires yet but when it does I'm ready to take the credit for saving people's arses at risk to my own personal skin. You're so welcome, Londinium.

OH MY GOD, WHY DON'T YOU JUST WEAR A SIGN?

How you healing up then?

I think the guy who works for Leo knows we're hunters now. It kinda sucks.