hitbydestiny: (that look [ forgotten when it ])
buffy summers ([personal profile] hitbydestiny) wrote in [community profile] dear_mun2012-03-02 04:05 pm
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around season three while reviewing

Well this sucks. I mean do you even have any idea about this? It's one thing to play pretend but this is my life, and it's not exactly a peach. You know, years ago I might have wanted to give this up but now? Let's just say that a lot's happened. So how about we stop with the games and I'll give you the facts.

1) I'm not going from Sucksville to Suckierville. It's home and it might have taken a while but I'm settled and it's nice. Without the sucking anyway.

2) You don't know what you're doing. And just because I don't always have a clue isn't the point. I've got people to help me, you're kind of just sitting there. And hoping. And this time hoping isn't the best way.

3) Did I mention that your idea sucks? Not life sucking, although I'm pretty sure that kidnapping is illegal everywhere, but it sucks. Big time. And I've got things to do, a social life to try and keep and friends. Did I mention the friends? Xander, Willow. I guess Giles is somewhere there. And my mom. And you know if you take me now I won't get to do everything that's coming and there's some pretty big stuff. You think dying once was that? I'm the Slayer, death isn't really enough apparently.

So was that convincing enough or do I need to go through the rest of my list? It's a big list. And it's not pretty. Less pretty than what you're thinking so just stop. It's safer for us all.
cheerhealer: (and you are?)

[personal profile] cheerhealer 2012-03-02 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
I'd rather not think about any of them. The fact that there's a place worse is even more troubling, especially when it's possible for anybody to end up there.
cheerhealer: (› mom we're having sex)

[personal profile] cheerhealer 2012-03-02 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Take that and multiply it by about a hundred.

Nothing really beats being stuck in a city with a guy who wants to slice your head open again.