I'm about two seconds away from knocking out one of the people in my life I always knew I could count on. This entire place really likes to screw with your mind. Completely spiraling out of my hands and it's driving me insane. What happened to people trusting me or even listening? I've spent twelve years getting to where I was and now I'm knocked back down to nothing. Might as well just take the slayer card next.
I don't want to be executed, I don't want to be slaughtered by mega vampires, and I don't want my best friends acting like they don't even know me anymore. Or maybe I just don't know them anymore? I don't want to fight machines or alien species, and I don't even know what to think about a kid when I have a hard enough time with my own sister. And I don't know what to think about Spike and how much he confuses me. I miss my mom. I miss Giles. I miss Willow. I miss being able to make the call that I think will work, and it's been working for years so far. I don't know how Faith deals with this crap, and at the same time I want to smack her because she can, and everyone turns to her now. When did everything get backwards? I miss sex, and I miss actually connecting to people. And why the hell did the PTB have to send crazy versions of me here.
No one cares about your rant, Buffy. Go hit something.
There was a shoe sale. I might have gone a bit shoe happy.