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did spoopysoong change her url or delete her blog?
spoopysoong reblogged your post and added:
yeah man i have those books. i know what you are...
except he is described as a towhead...um picard had dark hair and beverly ids freaking ginger...
spoopysoong replied to your photo “Bev and Jean-Luc enjoy making out”
make them woohoo and have a kid named wesley even if it's a girl
i will be making Wes later, they will have a kid nmaed Rene later
spoopysoong replied to your post: i should buy a gym/yoga mat
do it
hell yeah i want to be able to lift a grown man up in the air and throw him through the window no one can stop me
spoopysoong said: I REALLY LIKE THAT DRESS/SHIRT
THANK YOU SO DO I IT'S MY FAVE COMBO OF THINGZ TO WAER
i wanted to type alot more in that reply but i was cut short lol. it's hard to deal with things like that especially when you are around people that you see almost every single day. you don't want to create an even more uncomfortable atmosphere for yourself. now, we have to ask ourselves what is more important. our comfort, or what is right? but with what's right being so terrifying, and comfort already being a struggle as it is, we'll probably choose to be comfortable. i know your frustrations.
awww, man, that is EXACTLY my dilemma. if i didn’t have to live with these people, then i would almost certainly speak right up, but i DO have to live with them and so social-self-preservation comes into it…
ugh.
spoopysoong said:
sing to it
WHAT?! no, it's the enemy! you don't just lull your enemies into a peaceful sleep through song, fool; you glare angrily at them and make intentionally-burnt sandwiches for them and tell them that no it is not raining outside when in fact it is. sing to it. pffft
besides i don't even speak Ladybug
so that just happened