Her profession's her religion, Her sin is her lifelessness. On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid. First comes love, then comes sex, then comes that part where Angel runs in the rain and cries out in pain and we fade to black because Joss Whedon likes to torture his viewers. Every day is passing too slowly and I don’t know how.
I am so excited and I have been reading all the re-camps, looking at all the pics, and just looking at the A-Camp website in general a LOT.
