How could she not want that, not want something that made her feel, if only for a moment, like she was better than this. Exactly! This wasn't them. Not... sad and miserable and quiet. They should be... loud and passionate and rough, because that way was strong, that way was fighting, that was... being alive. Yes and Spike was the anchor that kept her going day by day.
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Date: 2004-10-14 01:13 pm (UTC)Exactly!
This wasn't them. Not... sad and miserable and quiet. They should be... loud and passionate and rough, because that way was strong, that way was fighting, that was... being alive. Yes and Spike was the anchor that kept her going day by day.