Baileigh Solis

1) Innumerable busted lips.
2) Sprained wrist.
3) Lacerations on palms on at least two occasions.
4) Dislocated shoulder.
5) Concussion.
6) Cut above eyebrow.
7) Several black eyes.
8) Twisted ankle.
9) Laceration on chin (stupid linoleum floor).
10) Jammed finger (stupid basketball).
11) Bruised ribs.
12) Bloodied noses. Several.
13) Does a mystically induced coma count?

1) Drive.
2) Confidence.
3) Patience.
4) Artistic ability.
5) Musical aptitude.
6) A strong spirit.
7) An open mind.
8) Courage.
9) Optimism.
10) Enthusiasm.
11) Strength.
12) Class.
13) Intelligence.

1) Food
2) Clothing
3) Shelter (yes, I know, the top three are boring, but true)
4) Julian
5) Sex
6) The girls home safe every night
7) Caffeine and chocolate
8) Friends
9) Books
10) Shoes
11) Good music
12) Things to slay
13) The internet

1) Every time my mother and my grandmother would argue. I'd go to my room and hide in the closet and wish so badly I had a fairy godmother to make everything better.
2) Every birthday and Christmas that went by that my dad never called or sent a card, or my mom "couldn't make it this year."
3) When Casey threw up on my dress at senior prom. Bright red punch. All over my white dress that I worked my ass off to help pay for. Oh my God, I hated her so much. I still don't think I've forgiven her.
4) When Daniel broke up with me, but not before telling me all the reasons we'd never work out, all of which were my faults and flaws, of course. Self-esteem? What self-esteem?
5) During all those weeks of chemo and radiation. It was awful. Cancer is just...it's a horrible disease. It's a miserable way to spend your last few months of life.
6) At my grandmother's wake. You can only hear so many people say "I'm so sorry for your loss" before you want to crawl under the bed and just hide.
7) When Spike told me what I was. So badly wanted to be someone else. Anyone else. Anyone at all.
8) After I staked my first vamp.
9) When I dislocated my shoulder and couldn't do anything but lay in bed and cry for what felt like a whole damned day. It hurt so bad and I was such a baby about it and I cannot begin to tell you how much I wished I was someone else. Or that I had painkillers. Really, really strong painkillers.
10) When I met my brother. It's okay now. That moment, however, was not fun.
11) When Terry said she was putting me in charge of the girls.
12) When Nahuel tried to put me in thrall. It was scary, it was awful and I swear to God, I'm killing him for it.
[locked]
13) When Cain told me he loved me. I seriously considered leaving. I so badly wanted to be elsewhere.
[/locked]

1) Cheesecake.
2) Chocolate. In just about any form.
3) Pasta. So long as it's tomato free.
4) Sushi (especially yellowtail or tuna rolls. NOM).
5) Cotton candy.
6) Tiramisu.
7) A cheese omelette.
8) Pear and brie quesadillas. I know it sounds weird, but they're so good.
9) Creme brulee.
10) Churros.
11) Dirt Cake (one could get so very fat off of Dirt Cake if one did not have the awesome Slayer metabolism).
12) Shrimp Ceviche.
13) Crepes (I have yet to have them any way I didn't like)

Apropos of nothing? Food I will never eat again: foie gras. Ick.

1) This time it's different, this time it's close // This time it's between the spine and the skin // All you know of heroines is what you read // Sometimes we burn, sometimes we bleed. --The Golden Palominos, "Curses." Possibly one of my favorite songs of all time, obviously, since I use it as my journal title.

2) So then Love walked up to Like // Said "I know that you don't like me much, but let's go for a ride." // This ocean is wrapped around that pineapple tree // And is your place in heaven worth giving up these kisses? --Tori Amos, "Cooling." This entire song is beautiful but this is my favorite line. It's all about how love makes us so vulnerable in the long run, but are you really willing to give up what you feel right now, this moment, because you want to play it safe? That's what it says to me, at least.

3) You can tell from the scars on my arms and cracks on my hips and the dents in my car and the blisters on my lips that I'm not the carefullest of girls. --The Dresden Dolls, "Girl Anachronism." Hi, it couldn't be more the story of me if it tried.

4) And when the spring came and flooded all the streams // It's like how you got the night you told me of your dreams // And when the barn roof sagged after an icy bout // It's like how you shrugged when you knew the truth was the only way out. --Dar Williams, "If I Wrote You." Just, the visualization is so beautifully done...I also really like the line We never would drink to the chosen ones // But you know the way I went was not the way I planned // But I thought the world needed love and a steady hand // So I'm steady now. It kind of makes me think of being a slayer.

5) There's a place in the dark where the animals go // You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow //  Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands // Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo. --My Chemical Romance, "The Sharpest Lives." It's just really, really good to sing along with. And dance around the living room to.

6) Oh let me count the ways that I abhor you // And you were never a good lay // And you were never a good friend // But oh, oh what can I say? // I adore you. --Ani DiFranco, "Gravel." Ani just has a way of putting things so blunt and biting and perfect...cause has every girl or guy not had a guy or girl like that in his or her life at some point?

7) They'll write that list of all that I should be // And perfect men would never be // Jealous...or desperate // My ghost and I in our grave will lie // And we'll read that plan // On how to be perfect men. --Ohio, "How to be Perfect Men." I don't even know where I found this song, but it's another one of my favorites.

8) Love is not a victory march // It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah. --Jeff Buckley, "Hallelujah." One of the best songs of all time and my favorite line from said song.

9) Wait, they don't love you like I love you // Wait, they don't love you like I love you // Maps, wait // They don't love you like I love you. --The Yeah Yeah Yeahs, "Maps." Just the insistence behind it, the visualization of someone watching their lover walk away from them after they've left them and they're calling out but it's so soft and defeated...if it doesn't make you ache just a little, you kind of have no soul.

10) I never wanted anything so much // Than to drown in your love // But not feel your rain // Set me free // Leave me be // I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity. --Sara Bareilles, "Gravity." It's funny how we can never make up our minds, isn't it? You want to let go but you don't want to lose yourself. You want be strong but you want to surrender. You want to give in but you don't want to be weak. It's a lovely way of putting it.

11) I need a hurricane to ravage through this place // Seems it's the only way // To salvage any sense I have left // To move on. --Mindy Smith, "Hurricane." Isn't that so true, how someone's presence can just cling to everything and how hard it is to start over and move on when everything around you reminds you of them.

12) So you can make me come, that doesn't make you Jesus. --Tori Amos, "Precious Things." Um, it's a freaking awesome line, okay?

13) Child don't close your eyes // The truth contains much beauty // And though it scars your soul // It can heal the wounds it makes // You've been deceived to think // The pain is to be dreaded // When you've got nothing left // It'll give more than it takes. --Kendall Payne, "Honest."

Yes, I uploaded all of them, on the off chance that anyone was curious about my occasionally obscure taste in music.

1) Left shoe goes on first. Likewise left stocking and left pants leg and left leg into the underwear. Always. I don't know why.
2) Hair twirling. I really need to break this, I'm sure it makes me look like a ditz (that I am one is hardly the point, m'kay?). The hair's just there and messing with it gives me something to do with my hands.
3) I refuse to give up on a book until I've read at least a hundred pages. If I get to page 100 and it's still not grabbing me, I have no problems putting it down, but I've yet to walk away from a story before that page.
4) Biting my lower lip. If I'm really stressed I'll bite it 'til it bleeds. I need to stop that.
5) Swearing in Spanish. I'll swear in English, don't get me wrong, but when I get really, really pissed (which doesn't happen often), it all comes out in Spanish. Comes out sometimes during sex, too.
6) Crossing myself before driving over a bridge. I hate bridges.
7) Chewing my thumbnail. Just my thumbnail, all other nails are safe. The thumbnails get slightly gnawed.
8) Humming/singing to myself. It drives people crazy, and I'm sorry, I can't help it, I'm not even aware I'm doing it.
9) Running the same path every day. I'm gonna be really bummed when I have to move and make a new route.
10) Pen clicking. If there's an ink pen in my hand, it gets clicked constantly. Someday someone will kill me over this, I just know it. Death by ink pen to the temple, that'll be my fate.
11) My makeup has to be put on in a certain order. If I get out of order it throws me and there's no telling what I'll end up looking like.
12) Crunching ice. People tell me this is a sign of sexual frustration. I say I just like ice.
13) Chapstick application. I have God knows how many tubes of chapstick laying around the house, in my car, in my locker at work. I need something to counteract the lip biting, I guess.

First of all, could this be any more macabre?
1) From suffocation. It's a horrible feeling, not being able to breathe.
2) From drowning. As Emma said, it goes hand in hand with suffocating, but it's worse.
3) From being drained. I've been bitten before, and all those vampire movies that make it seem sexy? It's not.
4) From being crushed to death. Actually...
5) Any way that's slow and painful.
6) From falling. There's a reason I'm afraid of heights, okay?
7) Unnoticed. No one wants to be forgotten or die unremarked.
8) From being turned. This is the worst thing I can think of, that I'd be dead but this husk that looks like me and talks like me and has my memories and my personality, however warped they would be, would be walking around doing God knows what to the people I cared about. If this ever happens...please, put that thing down quickly, don't hesitate.
9) From cancer. It's not a pleasant disease.
10) With Alzheimer's. I really want to still have my mind when I die.
11) From any kind of supernatural sickness/possession/impregnation. I've heard the stories. No thank you.
12) Feeling as though I haven't really even lived.
13) Feeling as though I've failed.

1) Try to stop apocalypse if able. Wouldn't be the first time one's been averted.

In the event that doesn't work and I don't die in the attempt and somehow have time left:
2) Call all old high school friends. Tell them they were important to me.
3) Hug Spike whether he likes it or not. Tell him he's a rotten roommate and a jackass more often than not, but he's also charming and sweet and saved my life, that he's been the best friend I ever had, and that I really do love him.
4) Contact as many of my friends and acquaintances as I can, to tell them goodbye, and I hope to see them on the other side.
5) Call my father. Tell him I sincerely hope he has no regrets about the choices he made. Then proceed to tell him what a waste of air I think he is.
6) Call my mother. Tell her that despite everything I do love her.
7) Do something gutsy. I'm not sure what. Just something. Doesn't have to be anything major, just something I wouldn't do otherwise.
8) Go to the beach, stand in the waves, walk barefoot in the sand.
9) Kiss someone. Not sure who, don't really care. Probably Spike as he'd be handy and I am a little curious to see if a couple hundred years of living improves technique.
10) Visit my grandmother's grave. Tell her I'll see her soon.
11) Cut hair off, just to see how it looks.
12) Go spend a lot of money, just for the hell of it. Can't take it with you, after all.
13) Pray.

1) I'm loud.
2) Also obnoxious.
3) I've had the same job since I was sixteen.
4) I have a mild tomato allergy which saddens me because I love tomatoes.
5) I love Italian food, but have to be picky about what I choose off a menu (see above, re: tomato allergy).
6) I own every CD the Spice Girls ever released and I don't care who knows it. GIRL POWER.
7) I have a very unhealthy amount of love for Prince.
8) My best friend is a vampire My best friend is a basement mooching smart-assed jerk that I love anyway.
9) I love shoes.
10) I hate my father.
11) I'm not all that fond of my mother, either.
12) I was raised by my grandmother.
13) I've never left the state of Texas.

OOC note: postings from this group will be an AU that follow_my_blood and I are working on. Just to let everyone know, so they won't get confused.