July 31st, 2007
cheerfulJuly 26th, 2007
Jared had always been dubious about religion. He believed that there was a God, but he wasn't like the others he had grown up with who followed the Lord's words to the letter, who kicked people out of the church for being different, growing up with this kind of idea that they were somehow superior to the rest of the world.
His mom had always told him that everyone was equal no matter what, whether they were coloured or female, disabled or a genius, gay, transexual or whatever. She had always told him that the real message that God wanted was for everyone to accept each other, after all, the world would be a damn boring place if everyone was the same.
That was why he had been so happy to tell his parents about himself and Jensen, they understood and they were happy, they had loved Sandy, true enough, but they could see how happy Jared was, how much he loved his partner and that? Well, that was good enough for them. "That kind of love is blessed, JT," she had said, hugging him and leaning up to kiss his temple. "God's lookin' down on you two and smilin'. Ain't nothin' wrong with it."
But Jensen? Jensen had grown up differently, parents much more strictly religious and Jared found it hard to understand, at the beginning it had been hard to accept too, that Jensen's parents wouldn't just open them both with open arms like his had done. He didn't understand why a God would want people to persecute others for being in love.
Hell, make it wider, Jared didn't understand why people were told they had to be a certain way, had to get married and have children, had to go to church every sunday and donate however much of their wages to the poor (not that he was against charities, but he had always had a feeling churches were corrupt anyway) and he just wanted to know why more people couldn't be like his momma, and himself, and just accept people.
Surely that was what all religions fundamentally were teaching? They all had the same message at their very cores, it was just the way it was taught was different, and it had gotten confused over the years. He was sure that if it was ever cleared up, the world would be a better place.
Then again, everyone had always accused Jared of being a dreamer.
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 409
His mom had always told him that everyone was equal no matter what, whether they were coloured or female, disabled or a genius, gay, transexual or whatever. She had always told him that the real message that God wanted was for everyone to accept each other, after all, the world would be a damn boring place if everyone was the same.
That was why he had been so happy to tell his parents about himself and Jensen, they understood and they were happy, they had loved Sandy, true enough, but they could see how happy Jared was, how much he loved his partner and that? Well, that was good enough for them. "That kind of love is blessed, JT," she had said, hugging him and leaning up to kiss his temple. "God's lookin' down on you two and smilin'. Ain't nothin' wrong with it."
But Jensen? Jensen had grown up differently, parents much more strictly religious and Jared found it hard to understand, at the beginning it had been hard to accept too, that Jensen's parents wouldn't just open them both with open arms like his had done. He didn't understand why a God would want people to persecute others for being in love.
Hell, make it wider, Jared didn't understand why people were told they had to be a certain way, had to get married and have children, had to go to church every sunday and donate however much of their wages to the poor (not that he was against charities, but he had always had a feeling churches were corrupt anyway) and he just wanted to know why more people couldn't be like his momma, and himself, and just accept people.
Surely that was what all religions fundamentally were teaching? They all had the same message at their very cores, it was just the way it was taught was different, and it had gotten confused over the years. He was sure that if it was ever cleared up, the world would be a better place.
Then again, everyone had always accused Jared of being a dreamer.
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 409
pensiveJune 22nd, 2007
May 28th, 2007
I said I'm not a guy who keeps secrets, and that's true. I mean, ask anyone. I'm the kinda guy that wears my heart on my sleeve for whoever, an interviewer, a fan or a lover. It's not that they're all the same... that's just who I am. But then again there's something I did way back at the start of filming Supernatural that I've never forgiven myself for, even thinking about it makes me feel kinda ill.
( I never told anyone this... )
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 700
( I never told anyone this... )
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 700
restlessMay 27th, 2007
#64 - If you could change one person's mind about something, who and what would it be? (Past Prompt)
I guess I should lock this, but I've never been one to keep ( secrets. )
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 546
Muse: Jared Padalecki
Fandom: Real Person
Word Count: 546
May 15th, 2007
May 13th, 2007
[ooc: written in the aftermath euphoric high of the Asylum convention that both myself and Jensen's player attended this weekend...As is the RP that will follow this one]
( Friday 11th May 2007 - 7.32pm EST )
( Friday 11th May 2007 - 7.32pm EST )
May 11th, 2007
Hey guys! Clearly I have the best friends in the world, Mike emailed me this link and I figured I really have to share it with you all, it's brilliant. So very very awesome.
( Rambling about gay eskimos )
Damnit, I'm needed. I'll catch you guys later, hope you're having fun over in the UK, Jensen! I'll call you later.
( Rambling about gay eskimos )
Damnit, I'm needed. I'll catch you guys later, hope you're having fun over in the UK, Jensen! I'll call you later.
May 9th, 2007
thoughtfulMay 8th, 2007
So, I saw this on ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1)
daughterof_evil's journal and wanted to do it myself. Seems pretty accurate - weird, huh.
<th colspan="2">My Detailed Results:</th>
daughterof_evil's journal and wanted to do it myself. Seems pretty accurate - weird, huh. I feel loved when...
The Five Love Languages
My Primary Love Language is Physical Touch
| Physical Touch: | 12 |
| Quality Time: | 8 |
| Acts of Service: | 7 |
| Words of Affirmation: | 2 |
| Receiving Gifts: | 1 |
About this quiz
Unhappiness in relationships is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. It can be helpful to know what language you speak and what language those around you speak.
Tag 3 people so they can find out what their love language is.
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