LJ Essay

Just because I see certain people being happy doesn't mean they don't necessarily understand what I go through. I've been happy since losing xir. Incredibly happy. I've probably even looked normal since then. Well, my old normal, I mean. Because I see delight doesn't mean there can't be suffering or empathy. I wish... for empathy.

I want... to know it wasn't just me that was hurt by this issue. I wish that I could be loved by.....

But it's impossible. irritation... emotional divorcement... I've lost xir.

I hate that xe's... not... my... friend.

Did I......... act like a stalker? What if xe... thinks I was obsessed with xir...

I hate the very thought of it.

I was 14-16, and even though I had techniques for empathy that no one else had ever thought of, I wasn't able to realize and adapt to the difference between us both. I wasn't able to teach you to almost read my mind, nor was I able to teach myself to almost read yours. I could predict your expressions. That. Was. It. I knew you well enough to figure out that there wasn't much difference between your expressions, and I took a lot of short cuts because the relationship we had didn't support any other way.

You weren't as intensely bonded to me as the others. If we had been, our relationship would have been more like theirs. I would have known what you were feeling, and would have been able to manipulate that so that you would have associated me with loads of amounts of positive emotions. That was what made previous and subsequent relationships so powerful. Not that I've really been able to manipulate the more recent friendships closer to me, but they still associated me with powerful positive emotions. I wish that had been true of us!

I know now that if we had been bonded that intensely, I would have trusted you at least enough to tell you what the matter was. If I had done that, the outcome would have been much different. I might not have needed to tell Pastor F to get banned from being near you. The other alternative is that you would have helped me defend you, and our bond would have been strengthened. The latter I would guess to be the more likely, if you had had a more normal strength of relationship with me. I always wanted to believe in you, that you wouldn't let me down... I honestly don't know, now. I believe you're still human, and I'm not disgusted with you, so theoretically, somewhere down deep in me, I still hope. It's a foolish, dumb, really, really stupid hope to believe that our relationship could be healed. However, resurrection is about a thousand times more awesome than just plain old healings. I believe this, even though it's an incredibly, incredibly hard belief. I want to believe that God plans to make our relationship anew, and this is a powerful belief, because relationships are almost like living beings to me. I believe our old relationship is dead and buried. I also believe that our relationship will gain resurrection.

I wish you'd known the depth of love I'd felt to you. I wish you had known joy based on how well I wanted to comprehend you and make you happy. I realise that my degree of intimacy with my friends is troubling to a lot of people, and I understand that completely. Devotion to your friends to the point of self-harm if you feel you're a danger to them can be easily called scary, even, or perhaps especially, by the one who've been there.

I was a danger to you, former friend, and I can't deny that. I had read things that weren't fit to be read, by anyone, and I was tempted in ways that were beyond fearful. They tore my identity to smithereens. Beyond fear, one feels one cannot move, and one should not try to do anything because something bad may happen. I call it the null emotion, as it is an emotion that isn't really an emotion.

I really, really loved you, and would have hated even the slightest idea of doing anything that would hurt you. The only reason I make an exception is what happened inside me that September was far worse than slight. I wish I had been a better friend to you, and I'm sorry I wasn't! I wish that I had been a better friend. You know, what you said really was true, L. It does help to get things off your chest, especially when they're as heavy as all this. I still miss you.

Unity and Empathy

"if the advocacy of self advocates is going to ignore those persons with disabilities that do not allow for self-advocacy or independent living..." It is not.

What Rob Rummel-Hudson has said in the above is not the case. Self advocates DO care for those not as well off. However, I daresay it's hypocritical to say a person like Zoe's privileged when he is a lot more privileged than her. And maybe Zoe is privileged compared to Rob's little girl who doesn't speak or blog. But... WE do not know what measure of difficulty ZOE faces  from day today. And Rob is Neurotypical, presumably. This is like a person who lives in a nice, solid house un-favourably comparing a person who lives in a tent or trailer .. in Oklahoma .. to a person who sleeps in the gutter, all the while speaking the language of privilege. This is like a caucasian making a similar comparison of a light-skinned non caucasian person to a darker skinned non caucasian person. Saying that one is privileged compared to the other. Hello? You still drive the working vehicle to your paying job! There is a veil throughout society separating people biased against other people, especially in the realm of disabilities.

WE NEED UNITY! WE NEED TO UNDERSTAND THAT THERE NEEDS TO BE NO VEIL! THE MOST IMPORTANT OF VEILS HAS ALREADY BEEN WRENCHED IN TWO!

Disabled advocates understand about more disabled folks who can't self advocate. Parents of disabled kids know that disabled adults have things worth hearing. The only thing that should bar us from listening to another... are, well, things that are intended to be nought but upsetting. John Best Jr. level of upsetting, indeed. We all have this habit of assuming what the other person intended to say. That is one of the roots of the communication divide. ASK about their intent before schoolin' 'em. They may not've intended it quite that way. Make sure you assume the best before you assume the worst. Remember, everyone's different. It is VERY RARE to know what a person actually intended, and actually thought as they speak. Suffice it to say, you need to be almost exactly like a person, and have an incredible degree of empathy. So we need to ask. Don't presume to know the mental state behind the response.

WE NEED TO LISTEN TO EACH OTHER. Forgiveness and empathy are key. If you're nice to a person, they usually feel horribly guilty for not giving you what you need. Everyone is unique. Even the almost-mind reading closeness that's existed between me and my friends isn't perfect. Ask about the intents. Try to assume the best. I know how hard and wrenching betrayal feels, and how easy it is to jump to the wrong conclusion. But the optimist in a person doesn't necessarily stay dead forever.

We need empathy. As long as we can agree that the worst of us-- the murderers, the torturers, those that agree with them, and those who make bad futures with their words-- are doing bad things, we should try to understand each other. Maybe Neurotypicals do need to learn how to better take perspective. The thing is to not let these bad moments wreck whatever tiny, fragile, baby-like relationship we have, and also to not jerk our knees so quickly or strongly whenever we're offended. Offence breeds nought but more offence.

On the Definition of Autism

It's not the fault of the Autistic that Neurotypicals don't understand them. Neurotypical empathy is DEFINITELY not the be all end all of empathy. Not all Autistics ARE locked in their own world. Lots of Autistics are placed in a box by lots of people who only see /they're different from me. I can't understand them./ That's the truth of it. IF neurotypical empathy was as good as neurotypicals seem to think it is, they'd be able to empathise with everybody, Autistic and otherwise.

Autistics and autism are NOT bad. They are part of humanity, of the human condition. It's an alternate way of seeing the world and communicating with what all you come across. Neurotypicals do not empathise with it, and if they did, the logic of calling it Autism would disappear. If Autism comes from a word that means 'alone' and Autistics were empathised with, they would not match the original meaning, for they would not be alone. The accuracy of calling it Autism, of even calling it more disabling than normal would disappear. Because if Autistics were all empathised with, they could be taught better. That would change everything.

Maybe you're not seeing something about your previous autism. It's not that wretched from my angle. But, nobody knows everything, and it's even really hard to know everything about a given region of thought or knowledge. But, seriously, look outside the box. It's really no one's fault, and Autism (or Neurotypicality and all the other brain differences) isn't really all that bad.

Humanity has it's flaws, weaknesses, and short comings, like all other blemishes in this imperfect world. But there is Hope, in the realm of Autism, and all humanity, with belief. And that is truth.

Aviyah's Mary Sue Test Results

Aviyah is only a little like you. She is not at all cool; in fact, she thinks cool is a temperature reading, and when she says "Oh, I just put on whatever old thing's lying around," she means "on the floor, where I threw it last night - but I turned the underwear inside out first." She may have sometimes thought that she was special, or destined for greater things, but probably dismissed the idea as a fantasy. She's come in for her share of hurt, but gotten off with minor damage. And you've been sparing with the free handouts: whatever she gains, she's worked for. 


In general, you care deeply about Aviyah, but you're smart enough to let her stand on her own, without burdening her with your personal fantasies or propping her up with idealization and over-dramatization. Aviyah is a healthy character with a promising career ahead of her. 

Score Breakdown
I Love Her, I Let Her Go 7
She's The Anti-Cool 3
I'm Destined For What? 6
Can't Complain 6
Spare the Rod and Spoil the Child 6
Total: 28 

In Memoriam Katie

Rest in peace, Katie McCarron.


Died
May 13, 2006


She was a happy and loving child, who, while special needs, had a life worth living. I celebrate this life.

I am this Uncommon, and I suppose that that was already a given.

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There are or fewer people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

Open Letter to Michael Bloomberg

Dear Mr. Bloomberg:

I am speaking on behalf of a great majority. Once upon a time, not so long ago, this great nation was on its' knees. We were mourning the loss of our comrades on 9/11. During this troubling time, many of us turned to prayer. It is fitting, therefore, in memory of those lost to us on that drreadful day, we turn to prayer again.

Prayer, as I understand, is highly controversial. It can be seen as a right of free speech, or as an endorsement of a state religion. However, prayer needn't necessarily indicate a state endorsement. I would like to suggest, that in lieu of no prayer at the memorial, representatives of as many faiths as permissible, pray for the souls of the departed in their own way.

Thank you for your time. Sincerely yours,

Transica Hester.

The Apprentice, the Master, and the Man of Great Skill

Cho Ukklomgyuso, cho Nucgol, umja cho Num eh Tuloug Cpyura

Emso akem u gyuno, yum u cnura byurauto, cholo quuc um elkfumoja tyulr. Jao geh cho rusp eh locealsoc yum cho gequm, vech nugolyuur umja ruveal-quyuco, fol ryuho quuc geh gupo um yumgolocgot galm. Cholo quuc emo num yum cho quoero gequm quoe'ja obol gluboraoja, fuja u nucgoli eh u glujo, umja quoeh quuc amukklomgyusoja urlouji. Fo tuyumoja fol uc um ukklomgyuso, jao geh cho gequm seamsyur'c cgugoja jocyulo hel nelo koekro quoeh quolo urceh nucgolc geh tulequ cho gequm. Faneleacri, uc ceem uc choi vosuno nucgol umja ukklomgyuso, cho rohg gequm geh teh u'leunot.

Fo quucm'g u vuja nucgol, uc nucgolc teh. Uso tuloqu amjol fyun, umja fo yunkusgoja fol joboreknomg yum u nudel quui. Glachharai, fequobol, necg eh cho tulequot uso jyuja uhgol chug yumyugyuur yunkusg quuc dacg melnur, mugalur tulequch. Uso jyuja meg vreen el glari hrealyuus, vag uso tuloqu usulk, uc um yumcglanomg vomg emri hel vuggro umja quul.

Fequobol, fol nucgol fuja meh hunyuri, umja choi tuloqu srecol umja srecol. Cenogyuno, yug vosuno uc cheatf choi quolo uc huchol umja juatfgol, umja roais ryupo gouseol umja kakyur. Umja em choyul numi glyukc, fyuchol umja iem, uso quearja cyug mozg geh fyun yum cho semboiumso, umja lahhro fyuc fuyul.

Ura choco teeja gyunoc quolo crequri jluquot geh um omja. Boli wyuspri, yug coonoja chug cho ukklomgyuso'c quelrja sluusoja yum em fol fouja. Numi chotc, obyur, byuro, teeja umja hara eh vouagi jyuja uso coo vosuaco eh chyuc. Cho obyurmoais umja cyuspmoais eh cho quoero uhhuyul guatfg fol chug dei quuc quelch ceh naseh nelo chum necg koekro searja pmequ. Cho byuromoais umja atryumoais eh cho quoero uhhuyul guatfg fol chug T-j'c lojoonot tuluso searja kalseuco fol hloojen hlen cenochot obom uc fellyuvro uc yug quuc.


Chyuc ura fukkomoja necgri eagcyujo cho oioc eh cho nucgol. Fo searja coo emri kulg eh fyuc seyurj'c joboreknomg, umja fo jyujm'g obom pmequ quoi! Fo searjm'g pmequ quoi. Fo searja mobol pmequ quoi. Fo quuc geh vo vryumja.

Halchol yuaisaoc quolo geh seno vogquoom chon. Cho Nucgol quuc utoja, umja searja meh remtol ferja jequm quelp. Fo quuc jyucuvroja, umja yum keel fourch. U num searja emri ryubo ceh remt.

Yum cho gyunoc quoom fo quuc vujri ehh, uso quuc guatfg vi u solguyum num eh tuloug cpyura umja fyuc feaco. Uso losyuoboja fyuc umja fyuc hunyuri'c gouseotc quyuch tuloug dei, umja tuloqu ura cho nelo vosuaco eh yug; uso vreaisenoja, umja tuloqu cglemt umja vouagyuhar quyuch chon. Jalot ura chyuc, uso searja meg fork vag gli geh lononvol cho nucgol quoeh fuja voseno fol huchol.

Uso cuqu yug senot. Uso cuqu fyuc josryumo, dacg uc uso cuqu folcorh tulequot yumgeh um yunnomco srecomoais quyuch cho num eh tuloug cpyura umja fyuc equm. Uso cuqu cho jokch eh cho klenyuco vogquoon chon, uc quora uc cho queamjot cujmoais eh jouch...

'T-ja... YU jem'g quumg geh ucp quoi... vag YU rebo fyun. YU jem'g hoor ryupo recot fyun... chyuc quyura vo u remt leuja hel no... umja chump Iea,' uso urnecg searjm'g chyump. 'hel quulmot no!'

Uso quuc ura uremo, ceh uso searja vulori vo coom geh quyumso uc uso seboloja fol oioc umja rog cho goulc hura.

Uso quuc lyutfg. Uhgol u hoqu ioulc fuja kuaisoja, cho num eh tuloug cpyura fuja urnecg neboja yumgeh kruso geh gupo ebol fol ukklomgyusousyuk, umja fol huchol-- fol nucgol-- quuc jiot. Uhgol cho juic hel fyuc nealmot fuja kuaisoja, cho num eh tuloug cpyura forkoja fol, umja uso votum geh cgumja akem fol equm gqueh hoog. Cholo quuc u jokch eh rebo giot fol geh fyuc hunyuri quyuch urnecg yunkeaisyuvro seljc. Umja uso tuloqu cglemt, geh cgumja u ryuggro vyug vofyumja cho num eh tuloug cpyura, unemtcg fyuc equm. Uso quearja hyutfg uremtcyujo fyuc hunyuri, geh fork fyun klegosg chon, umja fol equm quolo uc choyul equm. Cho quullyueloais, quoeh quuc meh remtol um ukklomgyuso, velo gqueh munoc: cho muno eh fo quoeh fuja fuja fol hyulcg, umja cho muno eh cho feaco eh cho num eh tuloug cpyura.

I Accept the Spiritual Surgery

God's done some awesome things for me this Youth Quake. I've accepted the now two year old occasion of being separated from someone I once called "Sister". She was my best friend, and when I finally accepted that she wasn't my friend or my sister anymore, it was like an amputation that I'd spent nearly two years angsting about. This was something I wrote about it shortly after I was coherent enough to get my words down.

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I thought about her that way. It didn't make me happy, even though that used to be a synonymous term for happy. Yeah. I thought I'd be completely alone from a packed house, when Bro. H said for anyone struggling with that to come forward. Luckily, somewhere around 8-10-20 came forward.


Guilt and shame? Do you know what mine and my best friends relationship was and is based on? Mine and Sis. P's? Mine and J's? Mine and K's and.... L's? The power of the special interest is the love that I've poured into KNOWING each of you.


The power of the special interest after I've finished really, really, getting to know all but the last ones, is the desire to be a fighter for those people. For L, I hadn't finished figuring her out before the determination to protect came.


It was enough to keep me fixated on her, have all of my attention wasted (poured out completely, not the other use) on trying to get her back to emotional safety and *I STILL HAVEN'T FIGURED HER OUT YET* was also a somewhat major underlying concern..


The separation is MURDERING us!!!! *howl*

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Now, we hop in our time machine, and fast forward to last night, after I've accepted Pastor F's decision to separate us.

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I put all of my energy into loving and wanting to know those people. It wasn't enough. GOD is the only one that can satisfy my love-thirstiness.

I desired .... something I never should have. I lost one of my dearest friends, the rest of my first innocence, and my view of myself. I became incapable of helping, protecting solidly.... I became twisted. Because I didn't put God first.

I didn't put God first. If I had been listening to the Audio Bible, and writing something good and Godly, I wouldn't have read that fic. I read a yuri lemon, allowed it to tempt me, and I was forever changed. It was training. Through the darkness, God showed me light. By running and fighting against the darkness, I learned to love the best things... God Himself, more.

When I was young, I decided that I would give less to God so that I'd be able to give God more later. 

This was as wrong as it could have gotten. God always deserves my all. I put my friends before God.... Now look where it's gotten me.

The Devil's tempted me with a divergent lifestyle, and because of that, I lost my other god. My mind. 

My mind was highly efficient and capable once. I lost some of my capabilities due to the way I responded to myself once I started looking at certain ones the wrong way. I hated myself, and the mind that thought those things. I used to be a head banger, and not the kind that does it against air. What part of my brain is at the forefront? The maturity centre! I used to have a lot of impulse control. It was flushed down the toilet, basically.

Then, I started losing closeness to L because of my issues. Eventually, I'd go to my Pastor, tell him about the temptation, and this would change my life again. He said, "Stay away from her." We have spoken to each other no more than seven times since then.

 I finally badgered my Pastor into letting me speak to her again. I never even got to ask her if she would be my friend again. "Yes, he did," she said. "The answer is no."

She went on a missions trip and came back. I was still hurting, natch. I was also sleepy. I murmured to myself, "Nee-chan janai desu," which is to say, "She's not my sister," in Japanese. I disowned her. My, that hurt, but it was a necessary amputation. Better to make it to Heaven with a Sasori (puppet) body than to go to Hell with my family intact. That was the main issue of what Bro. H preached tonight.

Throw Jezebel down, and kill Joram while you're at it too. Joram is your worst issue, metaphorically speaking. Jezebel is beyond the worst. Joram would've been the temptation. Jezebel is the not-putting-Jesus-first thing.

 I'll be putting Jesus first! I'll learn to get help.... and I'll throw down Jezebel! Well, I'll have help, but she will be overthrown.

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On this night, a visiting minister who knows us very well told us not to call our Pastor "Bro. D." anymore, like we always have. "From now on, this is Pastor F." he said, or something incredibly similar. I felt a strong remorse-like feeling for all the times in my past I'd been frustrated and resentful towards him from a distance in my past. I am very sorry for disliking him so badly. He was watching for my soul. I had no right to be so frustrated and maybe even angsty about it. I'm sad so much time was wasted, but so thankful the hurting, angsty part's all over.

God really does work everything out to the good of those who love him, and are called according to His Word! Do you think you'd have as many issues accepting God's will and your Pastor's decision if he made a decision to split you from someone you consider your family?

I love my geekishness.

Your result for The Ultimate Star Trek Test...

Your VOY Rating is 100%, Your DS9 Rating is 83%, Your ENT Rating is 63%, and your TNG Rating is 86%.

Thanks for taking the test! Anything higher than a 70% in each category demostrates mastery of useless trivia for that particular series!

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Just what I wanted

Your result for Science-Fiction Spaceship Command Test...

Go Boldly Where No One Has Gone Before!

91% Enterprise-E

You command the flagship of the fleet, capable of multiple mission profiles including scientific research, defense and diplomatic. You prefer a family-style command with yourself as the father/mother figure.

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Introducing my Character, Tilde

Tilde is suspiciously similar to you as you'd like to be. She isn't really very cool: she blends into crowds, she hangs out on the fringes at parties, and wearing shades after dark makes her run into things. She may have sometimes thought that she was special, or destined for greater things, but probably dismissed the idea as a fantasy. She's come in for her share of hurt, but gotten off with minor damage. And she's gotten no slack from you.

In general, you care deeply about Tilde, but you're smart enough to let her stand on her own, without burdening her with your personal fantasies or propping her up with idealization and over-dramatization. Tilde is a healthy character with a promising career ahead of her.

Score Breakdown
She's Got My Nose 14
You Mean Plaid Is Out? 4
I'm Destined For What? 9
Can't Complain 4
Momma HATES Her! 0
Total: 31 

Lantern Corps Quiz results

Which Lantern Corps Do You Belong To?
Your Result:
Indigo Tribe

You belong the Indigo Tribe (yes, it isn't technically a corps). Indigo is the color of compassion. You care a lot for others. You go out of your way to help any one and every one. You are a true saint.

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Blue Lantern Corps The Blue Lanterns embrace the power of Hope. With faith and conviction, you can soothe hearts full of fear and hate. You heal the wounded, both of their physical injuries, and of the emotional wounds they bear inside. You can even bring youth back to a dying star, giving Hope to all who bear witness. The Oath of the Blue Lantern Corps: In fearful day, in raging night, With strong hearts full, our souls ignite. When all seems lost in the War of Light, Look to the stars... For Hope burns bright!

Your result for Which DCU Lantern Corps Is For You? ...

Indigo Lantern Corps!

Which Corps Best Suits You

Love conquers all!

The light within your heart must not go out! Join the Star Sapphires and save love like yours across the cosmos. Show others the joy it brought you. Remember, follow your heart!

The blue lantern corps

The blue lantern corps is based around hope, however you can't use your power unless your with a green lantern. Oath: "In fearful day, in raging night, with strong hearts full, our souls ignite! When all seems lost in the War of Light,
look to the stars, for hope burns bright!"
Members: Saint Walker, Broyher Warth and even the Flash.

Somewhat Adventurous

Your result for The Adventuresome Test...

Dedicated to Growth

You scored 69% adventurous!

You like to broaden your horizons, deepen your perspective.  You realize the importance of being exposed to fresh ideas and opinions, you challenge yourself in a healthy way.  You are likely consiously or unconcsiouly dedicated to personal growth and success, although your definition of success may deviate from the standard.  Good for you!

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My Political Stance

You are a Social Moderate (56% permissive) and an... Economic Moderate (41% permissive) You are best described as a: Centrist Link: The Politics Test  on Ok Cupid Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

The Case for Later Genetic Testing

As we all know, Autism Speaks is an organization that advocates for Autism Awareness, and works toward a cure. As they are having issues finding the latter, they have decided to work for early intervention. Early intervention isn't wholly a dangerous thing, though one worries about crushing the developing spirit. What one really needs to worry about is prenatal testing that happens too early.

The normal test for genetic abnormalities is the amniocentesis. It isn't really all that viable. You usually have to wait 'till weeks 15-20 to do this. There's a miscarriage risk. However, a blood test can be done on just the mother to see if a baby has Down Syndrome. It could be used for Autism quite easily, if we knew all the genes involved.

This would be where Autism Speaks comes in. They have a site and a way of studying Autistic genes. They have a site called "The Autism Genetic Resource Exchange (AGRE)". This is a gene bank of info made available to worldwide autism researchers. They can use this to figure out the genes that go into Autism.

Now an Amniocentesis happens only a few short weeks before abortion typically ceases to be legal, at the age of viability. However, with the mother's blood test, it can happen even earlier, making abortion that much easier for prospective mothers of Autistics.

Now, if the motive for testing is so that mothers can get early intervention for their special needs child, from the day of their birth, the test itself could be put off until after the legal age of viability. I want to see genetic testing for developmental disorders be made illegal until after the age of viability. That way, the early intervention can happen as described, but no baby will be lost because of their difference.

All I'm asking for is a little time so that my desires can be made law. DON'T let Autism Speaks use your money to get prenatal Auties killed before they can LEARN to speak.

How I Wish It Would Have Happened

Warning: This story is HIGHLY personal, and involves the breakage of a rather serious Judeo-Christian moral taboo. DO NOT read, or look up a translator for if you can shut down my social life in any measure, do not know my worst secret, and would be upset with this sort of thing. Thank you.

"Dui, YU mooja geh gurp geh iea uveag cenochot."

"Epui, Suchur, Gurp geh no," Dui lokryuoc.

"Dui," YU cui, gluyurot ehh. "Cho jobyur gonkgoja no. YU pmequ iea urlouji pmequ chug, vag iea mooja geh pmequ quyuch quoug.. Yug'c meg ryupo yug'c u cyum yuh iea jem'g jeh yug, vag cenogyunoc, YU dacg hoor ceh yunnomcori quoup!"

"Teh ufouja," Dui cuic, glokyujugyuem nulpojri yum fol kecgalo umja ozkloaisyuem.

"Yug... Antoo," Suchur cuic, huraot geh fol fumjc umja pmooc, huso vrump-- ozsokg hel cho houl chug kolnougoc yug.

"Tog ak."

Cenofequ uso numutoc geh.

Uso cuqu cho falg umja vogluiur yum Dui'c oioc, vag yug quucm'g wyugo ebol iog. Quyuch chug, u Protem leul valcg hlen Dui'c ryukc, cheatf fol oioc quolo usojjot Fanum goulc. Uso hramt fol ulnc uveag Suchur'c mosp, nealmot hel cho hlyuomjusyuk choi fuja recg. Suchur deyumoja fol slyuoc.

Dacg uc cajjomri, yug leco hlen cho uusoc uc choyul slyuoc yumgolnotroja. Choyul poomot, reais hyuraoja quuyurc vosuno glyuankfumg senkumyuemuvro vuggro leulc. Choi vosuno cglemtol, srotot geh ouseh echol, urnecg pmespot cho echol ebol yum choyul onvluso. Choi quolo moqu koekro quyuch u moqu lorugyuemusyuk. Choyul ryuboc quearja voseno nelo semsomglugoja vi chyuc, vag meg mosoaisulyuri quelco. Uc u nuggol eh husg, yug quuc geh tog voggol.

What would u do if u knew ur best friend was in an abusive relationship?

I'd get in his' face at the least. I'd get a few good slugs in. She'd probably try to pull me off him. I'd whale on him a great deal, if I was feeling rather violent. In one of my "special" moods, I'd probably come pretty close to killing him. If I was in a state of rage and carelessness to beat almost anything, I would conspire to commit murder in a ghastly and sickening fashion.

Ask me anything, even anonymously

"If u could bring anyone back from the dead, who would u bring back?"

My relationship with my once-upon-a-time best friend.

My innocence? Idk.

Ask me anything, even anonymously

Angel

Your result for The Angel or Demon Test...

Angel

Congratulations! You scored ###!

You're nice, kind, idealist and good. You watch for others and like to be helpful, love is the purest form of bliss given to humanity and a soul is the most important so that it must be well cared.
 You represent the light side. The Yang side of nature. Life, light. Your goodness makes you necessary for cosmic balance.
 Note that the higher your Score Range, the more good you are, so, if your score is around 60, you're perfectly nice but not too different from most people, yet more inclined to that side of reality. In the other hand, if your score reaches one hundred for some reason... gods, maybe you are a real angel.
 In a second note, if you're really HIGH in your score, just remember not to sacrifice too much. You're way too special to go away in a single burst, so watch yourself and good luck.

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