There’s so much…too much. And I’m not even sure I should be writing it down.

Though I hear there are some who have made it a habit for longer than there have even been Watchers.

Watchers, Christ, what a cosmic joke. The observed of all observersNow I’m the one being watched, but not with good intent, not with help and the comfort of tea and ( Read more... )

I'm scrawling this down in some godforsaken hotel in Newfoundland, of all places. Somehow I cannot help but feel that if I put this down as ink on paper, it will make sense - God, I hope. At least it will be some kind of record, should things go as badly as I fear ( Read more... )

There are days when the temptation to shake Angel until his pointy teeth rattle becomes almost overwhelming - and this is one of them.

I don't suppose Spike's going to be too thrilled with him, either.

Damn and bloody blast.

How can anyone with so many years' experience be so unforgiveably stupidI'm trying to set aside my resentment at how, ( Read more... )

6 am.
Just sent an email to Giles - damn good thing I didn't send the first one, as he might have assumed I'd become suddenly illiterate. Not that the distraction wasn't pleasant - hm ( Read more... )

I would truly like to know when I descended into lunacy. While I'm familiar with the fact that I live amidst it, I flatter myself that until this week I did a damned good job of remaining reasonably detached from it ( Read more... )

Oh God I'm cold, I'm so cold, I'm shaking, I ( Read more... )

One finds kindness in the strangest places. Not something I like, because to my mind it still comes tainted with pity poor pathetic Wesley, can’t even hold a weapon the right way round, but still, take it for what it is.

I have knives up my sleeves now, and I shouldn’t need anything, but God, did I tonight. Did I fucking ever. I guessed - I ( Read more... )