I hate when BAMON o STELENA shippers come to our spot just to tell us how much they LOVEEE Bonnie and Damon o Stefan and Elena. This Spot is for Damon and Elena shippers and we don't wanna hear how much te Amore other ships.
OK if te are a BAMON o STELENA shipper who doesn't do this I commend te for Being a good TVD fan in General. I don't think DELENA shippers should go on a B/D o S/E spot and talk schiaffo, smack about their respective ships.
I think we should have the right to voice our dislike of these ships on OUR D/E spot. Not in a hateful way, but D/E fan are not generally a fanS of B/D o S/E. so its only natural for us o voice our dislike of these other ships.
ok hope te enjoyed the read and understand my point.
in case u didnt know
B/D = BONNIE AND DAMON
S/E = STEFAN AND ELENA
D/E = DAMON AND ELENA
OK if te are a BAMON o STELENA shipper who doesn't do this I commend te for Being a good TVD fan in General. I don't think DELENA shippers should go on a B/D o S/E spot and talk schiaffo, smack about their respective ships.
I think we should have the right to voice our dislike of these ships on OUR D/E spot. Not in a hateful way, but D/E fan are not generally a fanS of B/D o S/E. so its only natural for us o voice our dislike of these other ships.
ok hope te enjoyed the read and understand my point.
in case u didnt know
B/D = BONNIE AND DAMON
S/E = STEFAN AND ELENA
D/E = DAMON AND ELENA
Title: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles da Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]
Author: Edgar Allan Poe [More Titles da Poe]
HELEN, thy beauty is to me
Like those Nicean barks of yore,
That gently, o'er a perfumed sea,
The weary way-worn wanderer bore
To his own native shore.
On desperate seas long wont to roam,
Thy hyacinth hair, thy classic face,
Thy Naiad airs have brought me home
To the glory that was Greece,
And the grandeur that was Rome.
Lo ! in yon brilliant window-niche
How statue-like I me thee stand,
The agate lamp within thy hand!
Ah, Psyche, from the regions which
Are Holy-land !
-THE END-
Edgar Allan Poe's poem: To Helen [Poem of Youth]