She'd been in Mystic Falls for less than twenty four hours and already ever plan she'd put into place had fallen to the wayside. Her plan to spend her first evening relaxing and blending in, maybe picking up some temporary entertainment in the form of a one nighter, and generally laying low had gone to shit. Oh, she'd managed to get a couple of ( Read more... )

Life's too short t'have a plan.

Don't get it. Don't want to.

Life had become a blur of routine for her- fight, drink, dance, fuck-- it all seemed to blend into one another and leave her unsatisfied. The hand on her skin never seemed to satisfy and the bodies in her bed, no matter how temporary, never warmed the sheets just right. Three months past when the world should have ended and she still had that damn ( Read more... )

Good. Bad. *Sneers* Sucks t'be you.

This is stupid...

even for me.

*Trying to wrap her injuries.* Fuck!

Don't talk t'me about Mother's Day.

A Slayer without powers...

I'm adjusting.

It's like puttin' out an invitation.

Song is here.