Ok, this is a really tense time for me. In my heart I hold a Molotov Cocktail of emotions right now that has been building, in time, to an explosive creshendo and I fear where it may lead. I need a voice and an ear, this journal shall serve to carry my heartsong along the backs of the breezes with hopes of warm reception, whether my opus is avowed or abashed is in your divine predominance.
I have felt a deep burning desire to share my feelings with someone, anyone, for I can no longer bottle these joys.
Its been about two years now and I have been in love and time after time my love is strengthened by joys and hardship. Every glistening glee carries me above my breath and beyond my sight to Heaven's envy, I am guided back to earth and through each obstacle by them. It is true one can only see how low you've been when you've reached your precipice, and it is within those chasms I have learned to appreciate the guidance of the light. For what little I have given it has paid off in an unfathomable deluge of satisfaction.
Intelligence is one thing that I prize above all, followed closely by sense of humor and compassion, my love bears these fruits in abundance. Admittedly, at first, I was attracted by the sins of the flesh, long ebony locks with a slim yet feminine form, azure eyes and a blushful and comehither smile. As I was drawn in the looks genuflected bringing to light the many other virtues to which I am now, in spirit, wed. It has been far too long and these feelings have grown, stronger and deeper, but until now, this very moment as you read, I have been unable to express them, chastized by propriety and chastened by culture. They say this love is for schoolgirls, a bliss to be partaken by women, a forbidden fruit. I say no longer will I be silent, I need to shout, to sing, to scream of my love no matter how wrong some may say, for it is out of my hands, I have relinquished myself and have as little choice in it as I have want of its end. Please hear me, take time to listen and not to judge, my heart is gone and what little left of it I have couldn't stand to be broken.
"I LOVE THE GILMORE GIRLS", I really do, it is funny and touching and smart, moreover smartass! Please join me in my resplendance, holla if you love it tooo.
-Pana
I have felt a deep burning desire to share my feelings with someone, anyone, for I can no longer bottle these joys.
Its been about two years now and I have been in love and time after time my love is strengthened by joys and hardship. Every glistening glee carries me above my breath and beyond my sight to Heaven's envy, I am guided back to earth and through each obstacle by them. It is true one can only see how low you've been when you've reached your precipice, and it is within those chasms I have learned to appreciate the guidance of the light. For what little I have given it has paid off in an unfathomable deluge of satisfaction.
Intelligence is one thing that I prize above all, followed closely by sense of humor and compassion, my love bears these fruits in abundance. Admittedly, at first, I was attracted by the sins of the flesh, long ebony locks with a slim yet feminine form, azure eyes and a blushful and comehither smile. As I was drawn in the looks genuflected bringing to light the many other virtues to which I am now, in spirit, wed. It has been far too long and these feelings have grown, stronger and deeper, but until now, this very moment as you read, I have been unable to express them, chastized by propriety and chastened by culture. They say this love is for schoolgirls, a bliss to be partaken by women, a forbidden fruit. I say no longer will I be silent, I need to shout, to sing, to scream of my love no matter how wrong some may say, for it is out of my hands, I have relinquished myself and have as little choice in it as I have want of its end. Please hear me, take time to listen and not to judge, my heart is gone and what little left of it I have couldn't stand to be broken.
"I LOVE THE GILMORE GIRLS", I really do, it is funny and touching and smart, moreover smartass! Please join me in my resplendance, holla if you love it tooo.
-Pana
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brds8myface:
you have Hal on your friends list, that gets me way excited. You too are a december baby so you know what you are in for..thanks for the compliment..I always wanted to "be ok" 
roxymoron:
Don't like the Gilmore Girls????? But I do..see post above again. So there...you can love me for my looks .... and my mind! Tickle my brain and you can have my body. 