Will someone please help me? My sister's got wedding fever and she keeps making me watch these miserably sappy wedding movies.

Who wants to get me out of my apartment and away from this sickeningly romantic fairy tale crap?

[SO locked from Dean] It's bad enough that I keep hoping Dean will come to see me while I'm recovering. [/locked]Seriously ( Read more... )

After spending the better part of an hour on the phone with her sister Eva, Anna fled to her and Dean's hotel room to pack up whatever things she needed. Her blood was boiling, and all she could see was red. Blood. Violence. Destruction. She needed to kill something - someone - right now lest she explode from rage. What she was too angry to realize ( Read more... )

I'm on the next flight to New York City. I'll fly out to meet you whereever later.