The description of people who write is so accurate. It truly is insane how much time you spend with people that aren’t real. Replaying moments with those people that never happened — paying extra attention to minute details. Then having to accurately describe surreal unusual things realistically. You feel like a mental patient. lol. 

I’ve fallen in love with my protagonist. She’s so multifaceted. Strong. I choose a female protagonist for many reasons. There is so much power in femininity that a lot of people don’t comprehend. Not even some women  understand it themselves.

I’m shying away from stereotypes. I‘m also shying away from the extreme feminist views. Some feminist slip out to the other side and turn it into a men hating crusade. “I won’t let no man sweep me off my feet or help me” etc. etc. You’re kind of making it about MEN and how MEN are suppressing you when it should be about finding power and strength within your gender. And using that strength and power to strengthen others. 

To me, you’re not erasing the lines of gender capability, you’re defining it further. I want to take the stance of truly erasing those lines. I’ve seen the same problems with the issue of racism. People are people no matter the gender, religion, sexuality or race. Everyone has feelings, hurts desires and fears.  

The weakest people are the people who refuse help because of the person who’s helping them is a man/woman/black/white/yellow/teal/gay/transexual/transgender. These topics absolutely fascinate me because I don’t truly understand how someone could have so much hate, or disdain rather, for something that’s not harming or concerning them. 

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It’s scary how people leave scars on you; how certain people will never really vanish from the thoughts in your mind. I mean, I don’t think I will ever get over you. It’s not that I’m sad about us; but, sometimes in the middle of the day, out of nowhere, I hear your sentence quoted. I hear one of your phrases, loud in my mind, and I feel the way it goes all the way down to my heart again, destroying me like a tsunami. It overcomes you slowly. It’s like I get thrown back into the sea, and waves of my thoughts are crashing over me. I don’t know how I am supposed to get over a person, and you don’t have to. You can still cry after months about it. Even when you’re married and endlessly happy with that person, you should be able to cry about your first love. Not because you’re still in love with them, even if a little part still is, but because you will always love what you once loved. You learn to understand it. With every new moment and experience in your life, you start to understand, piece by piece, what was happening back then.
― Elay Neal Moses (via perfect)

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