So Bad At Texting It Feels Like War

“When we base our connections off physical, we lose how it could feel to talk to someone about their biggest fears. We lose the nights staying up way too late comparing dreams. We miss out on relationships built by trust and kindness and vulnerability. We lose the emotional aspect, the part that equates to longevity and something real. When we base our attraction on the physical alone, we forget that there is so much more to a person than what meets the eye. We learn that there are layers to each of us, some dark and some bright, and all these layers make us who we are, make us human and worthy of love. When we base our attraction off appearance, we lose out on the people who will love us for us. Because we don’t see them noticing the depth of who we are—we’re too busy searching for a perfection we’re never going to find. When we base our attraction on pictures, on bodies, on superficial or lust-filled aspects of people, we chase relationships that aren’t meaningful. We chalk up people to images. We objectify instead of learn who someone is. And we hold ourselves back from finding something, someone confusing and complicated and wonderful and real.”

— Marisa Donnelly

A gentle reminder for when things don’t feel okay. The sun will shine on you, and the moon will smile at you, and things will feel okay again with time. ♡

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This Is Going to Hurt 1x06

— Susan Sontag, from “Death Kit,” (1967) (via lunamonchtuna)

Is it Possible for an Idea to be Beyond Your Skill Level?

                I think writing as a skill is often underappreciated. In that, I mean I think even writers hold ourselves to a standard that no other creator does. Out of all the skills or hobbies, it’s probably one of the least physical ones, which is often seen as the “benchmark” for skill, or the limiting factor in someone improving something.

                For example, musicians get more nimble and can reach their notes quicker and more accurately, allowing them to play more difficult pieces. Athletes get stronger and gain in endurance, allowing them to score more goals or otherwise go farther in the season with their team.

                I see writers all the time who believe they should be able to do anything because they don’t have that physical benchmark to limit how far they can go, and then the draft doesn’t come out how they wanted it to, and they get discouraged.

                Here’s my take, writing as a skill is just like any other. It needs practice. It’s not something you’re either born with or not, it needs to be developed and strengthened.

                With that in mind—I promise your idea isn’t beyond you. No one is ever going to finish a perfect draft on their first try—that’s never how anything works, and it has nothing to do with how “talented” you are.

                Rewrite the scene until it’s capturing what you want it to. Rework that character until they are who you need them to be. Edit until your motifs are coming through. It’s all practice, every draft is another practice towards nailing the end product. Do you think artists nail drawing hands on their first try? What about on their tenth try?

                So why are you holding yourself to this idea that it’s taking too many drafts to perfect?

                It’s okay to keep trying. If you’re really struggling with realizing a concept, take it out of its context. Write the character you want to see in different situations separate from your project. Read how others have done something similar, take notes. Gather sources and inspiration for what you want to do. Reach out to other writer friends for advice.

                Overall, don’t not write because you think it’s beyond you. With a little bit of work and practice, there’s no story you can’t finish.

                Good luck!

December is a myth for the poets. They think they'll find love before the year ends, but all that's left in the end are their unsent love letters and half written poems.

The sun didn't rise today

But it will, tomorrow

Despite knowing our future...

We still waited for the sun to rise

I wanted you to be by my side♡

You will never ever annoy me if you

Send me random anons

reply to my posts

send me an ask

reblog me

talk to me

say hello

give me random love

“bother” me

So please stop thinking otherwise.

Waiting for happen 🙂

love beautifies everything, love connects everything in a poetic way. human connection is art. when your lover talks to you, their words first touch your skin like kisses and then build a home in your heart. when they hold your hand, your souls share an intertwined state. when both of your eyes meet, you enter a meeting behind a physical veil; a spiritual meeting of minds. when you look at your lover, all you see is a walking poem, speaking to you in between the lines and knowing you will understand them even, or especially in a shared silence.