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Oct. 9th, 2002

So Spike's a bloodhound now? He needs a leash and the only reason he doesn't have one is because it might endanger the leash holder?

So, this is what ME wants us to think?

Could we lay on the "lowly begging dog"/"no better than an animal"/"beneath me" anvils a little more please?

Willow: "It's nice to be forgiven."

Yeah. ::sarcasm voice:: I bet it is. After all, let's forgive you for trying not only to kill us, but 6 billion other people too.
But hey, ya know, six billion people literally screaming and moaning as they die and watch their friends die around them and their families die around them and know one knows why but everyone's dying and there's screaming and pain and fear and it's horrible and all of us every single human our entire race dying in one horrific night...

....No, let's just decide to forgive you, but not to forgive this other guy we know for NOT killing a single person or trying to even though we KNOW (because we arbitrarily decided last time something like this happened) that he's essentially a complete and total innocent-- in every way imaginable.

But of course it doesn't matter that he's innocent, that he's undeserving of all of this. That he's never killed another soul and that memories that don't belong to him are destroying him from the inside out even though he probably doesn't even understand why.

Let's hate him anyway because he looks kinda like this guy who more than once helped us save the world, times past.

I just read this off crumbling walls, taken from another board before that.

It's an essay regarding last night's Buffy ep, "Same Time, Same Place."

I read it, and its managed to turn me mostly into an optimist again.

Go here to read it: :) ( Read more... )

... and brood on behalf of Spike.

She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now
I'd like to believe this nervousness will pass
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall

I have become, cumbersome to this world
I have become, cumbersome to my girl

I'd like to believe we could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
But my old stone face can't seem to break her down
She remembers bridges and burns them to the ground

I have become, cumbersome to this world
I have become, cumbersome to my girl

Too heavy, too light, too black or too white
Too wrong or too right, today or tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome
Yeah! Ah, yeah, no... yeah. Ohhh.

There is a balance between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance, life has become cumbersome

Too heavy, too light, too black or too white
Too wrong or too right, today or tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she's wanting me less
And I'm wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome
Yeah! Ah, yeah, no... yeah. Ohhh.

Your life has become
cumbersome

....Seven Mary Three, Cumbersome

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...I've heard this tune before. From parents, teachers. It's usually followed up with "If only you would apply yourself!" ::siiiiigggghhhh::

I unclicked ONE box, and I got this instead, which also kind of fits...