i would like to post tonite.
to pour out my soul… to bare it all and just be real…

but tonite…

tonite i cant.

because honestly, for the first time in my life…. im beginning to question my feelings.

im beginning to wonder if what im feeling is real.

and if so, is it right?

all i know is that ive never felt this way before. and its terrifying.

so, for tonite… i leave you with this.

Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting. And though unwanted, unbidden. it will stir. open its jaws and howl. it speaks to us… guides us… passion rules us all. and we obey. what other choice do we have? passion is the source of our finest moments. the joy of love… the clarity of hatred… and the ecstasy of grief. it hurts sometimes more than we can bear. if we could live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. but we would be hollow. empty rooms, shuttered and dark… without passion, we’d be truly dead.”