Tags: buffy the vampire slayer


I might get used to giving up

How do you know it's time to just forget the person? I have a hard time doing that. I just don't understand why I'm not good enough to forgive, to be friends with again. I'm sick and tired of people leaving. I feel like I'm the only one that cares about the person still, when the person doesn't really think of me at all anymore. I wish I didn't care but I do.

You can apologize till you are crying and begging but... what's the point if they don't forgive? Even if you don't believe in God. You must believe in forgiveness. You can't force people to forgive and can't force then to be your friend again.

I know I have my mistakes and my POV's. I should watch what I say but doesn't mean it was towards a certain person, you know? I have thoughts in my head often random thoughts. I want to ask/share/etc them.

I don't know what to do. I wish I wasn't pathethic and I wish I wasn't crying. Thinking about why they aren't talking to me, instead of my schooling, family, health etc.

I just can't accept giving up. I think a friendship is worse than breaking up with a partner.

I Will Always Be Your Friend

I Know Who You Are Inside

I Am With You Till The End

Never Far Behind

I am standing in the distance

You can take your time

And I will be there waiting

Never Far Behind

Graduation Day.

Quotes from my favorite TV show eva.

Willow: I'm going to miss her.
Buffy: Don't you hate her?
Willow: Yes, with a fiery vengance. She picked on me for ten years. Vacuous tramp...

Willow: I think we could be dead in two days and you're being ironic, detachment guy.
Oz: Would it help you if I panic?
Willow: Yes! It'd be swell. Panic is a thing people can share in times of crisis. And everything's really scary now, you know? And I don't know what's going to happen. A-a-and there's all sorts of things that you're supposed to get to do after High School, and I was really looking forward to doing them, and now we're probably just going to die, and I'd like to feel that maybe you would-
[Oz kisses her.]
Willow: What are you doing?
Oz: Panicking.

Wesley: No... No cause to hope that... I might be needed?
Cordelia: Needed?
Wesley: Or... wanted?
Cordelia: Wanted...

Anya: So, I was wondering, maybe if you were free this weekend, maybe we could do some entertaining thing.
Xander: Would that be along the lines of you telling me about all the men you destroyed back in your demon days? Cause pencil me in. Anya: Well, we could do something else you like. We could watch sports of some kind.
Xander: Uh, I don't know.
Anya: Men like sports. I'm sure of it.
Xander: Yes. Men like sports. Men watch the action move, they eat of the beef, and enjoy to look at the bosoms. A thousand years of avenging our wrongs and that's all you've learned?

Cordelia: What's her saga?
Xander: She's freaking.
Cordelia: About what?
Xander: The Mayor is going to kill us all during graduation.
Cordelia: Oh. Are you going to go to fifth period?
Xander: I'm thinking I might skip it.
Cordelia: Me too.

Anya: When I think that something could happen to you, it feels bad inside, like I might vomit.
Xander: Welcome to the world of romance.
Anya: It's horrible. No wonder I used to get so much work.
Xander: Well, I'm sorry I give you barfy feelings.
Anya: Come with me.
Xander: I can't.
Anya: Why not?
Xander: I got friends on the line.
Anya: So?
Xander: That humanity thing's still a work in progess, isn't it?
Anya: Are you really going to be that much help to them? I mean, you'll probably just get in the way.
Xander: Your stock is plummeting here, sweetheart.
Anya: Fine! You know what? I hope you die. (Xander walks off) Aren't we gonna kiss?


Buffy: If someone could just wake me when it's time to go to college, that'd be great.
Oz: Guys, take a moment to deal with this: - we survived.
Buffy: It was a hell of a battle!
Oz: Not the battle - high school.


Does it have to mean something?

BUFFY: I don’t know how you felt about last night but I will not—

SPIKE: Terrified.

BUFFY: Of what?

SPIKE: Last night was… God, I’m such a jerk. I can’t do this.

BUFFY: Spike…

SPIKE: It was the best night of my life. If you poke fun at me, you bloody well better use that ’cause I couldn’t bear it. It may not mean that much to you but—

BUFFY: I just told you it did.

SPIKE: Yeah, I hear you say it but… I’ve lived for soddin’ ever, Buffy. I’ve done everything. I’ve done things with you I can’t spell… but I’ve never been close… to anyone. Least of all you. Until last night. All I did was hold you, watch you sleep… and it was the best night of my life. So yeah, I’m terrified.

BUFFY: You don’t have to be.

SPIKE: Were you there with me?

BUFFY: I was.

SPIKE: What does that mean?

BUFFY: I don’t know. Does it have to mean something?

SPIKE: No, not right now.

BUFFY: Maybe when…

SPIKE: No, let’s just leave it.

BUFFY: Okay.

SPIKE: We’ll go be heroes.