Who do you miss?

I miss a lot of people. I miss my mom for one. I miss my dad. He’s not dead, but I have no idea where he went. He probably thinks I still live in Sunnydale…

I miss all the people I’ve met and grown to love over the years that have gone and died or left me for whatever reason. 

I miss my sister even though she’s still living in the same town I am.

Text @ Buffy

Jesse: It burns. I can’t stop from moving and … other things. I feel like I’m burning up. There’s this explosion of energy like I’m moving things with my head or something.
Buffy: You’re moving things with your mind? Like Carrie at the prom?
Jesse: Like Carrie at the prom.
Jesse: There’s something wrong with me, Buffy.
Buffy: Okay, I’m coming over there…

Text @ Buffy

Buffy: Lost control? Did you do something?
Buffy: Where are you? Do you want me to come to you?
Buffy: I can come to you.
Jesse: I’m at my loft on the East side of town by the college.
Jesse: Hurry. I can feel it coming back.
Buffy: Wait, so you’re possessed or something?
Buffy: I need more details, if you have a demon inside of you this could get dangerous.
Buffy: Like life or death dangerous.
Jesse: It burns. I can’t stop from moving and … other things. I feel like I’m burning up. There’s this explosion of energy like I’m moving things with my head or something.
Buffy: You’re moving things with your mind? Like Carrie at the prom?

Text @ Buffy

Buffy: Lost control? Did you do something?
Buffy: Where are you? Do you want me to come to you?
Buffy: I can come to you.
Jesse: I’m at my loft on the East side of town by the college.
Jesse: Hurry. I can feel it coming back.
Buffy: Wait, so you’re possessed or something?
Buffy: I need more details, if you have a demon inside of you this could get dangerous.
Buffy: Like life or death dangerous.

Text @ Buffy

Jesse: I need help.
Buffy: With what?
Buffy: Are you hurt???
Jesse: There’s something inside me.
Jesse: My blood- the vampire couldn’t drink it. I’ve lost control of whatever it is. Help me please, I don’t know what’s happening.
Buffy: Lost control? Did you do something?
Buffy: Where are you? Do you want me to come to you?
Buffy: I can come to you.

fairfax-for-the-greater-good replied to your post: [pm] Ms. Summers, I hope it’s not too late to trouble you. I was wondering if you’d heard anything about the Rosenberg girl planning on robbing the Slayers of their powers.

[pm] Is she serious about the matter?

[pm] Well she only just mentioned it. She didn’t seem certain or sure. I mean, it seemed like it was still sort of half-baked. She’d really be the best person to ask about this. I don’t know everything that goes on in her head anymore, haven’t for a long time actually. We’re only just back to talking.

You’ve been getting lots of mean anons lately, so here’s a nice one: You’ve gone through a lot of hard stuff and you should be allowed to believe whatever you want. I hope things improve soon.

Thank you, Anon. I hope they improve too. The thing about hoping, though, is that it only gets you so far. It’s way more useful to take action to improve your situation! Which is what I’ve been doing nonykins. I’m glad you’re wishing me well, it means a lot to me to hear that. I never really know how to respond, explains why I just sort of babble on…

I’m going now.