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so after i finished Mockingjay Part 2 last night, while i was sitting in my seat and trying to compose myself, i listened to this girl in front of me rant about how the ending sucked, how depressing it was. she didn’t understand why Katniss didn’t become the new leader. she thought it was sad that she was exiled to Twelve to live alone.

and i just thought, wow. this is sad. because this girl doesn’t understand Katniss’ character at all. and this is the problem with the media and the general moviegoing public. they completely misunderstand Katniss because they project what they want out of a hero onto her. what they’ve come to expect of their heroes. they completely strip away her own agency, her own wishes and desires for her life, and want her to do what they want a hero to do. never mind the fact that Katniss repeats ad nauseam “i never wanted any of this.” they want someone extraordinary, not understanding just how ordinary Katniss Everdeen is, how human she is. they want their heroes flawed, but not infallible. they want epic heroic narratives where the good guys win and everything is right by the end. every other popcorn action movie will tell you that story, but that’s not this story.

that’s not Katniss’ story.

Katniss is just an ordinary girl, who does extraordinary things. and then those things eventually break her. but even after all that, all the trauma and brutality, she still goes on to live an ordinary life. that’s what she wanted.

and that’s the extraordinary part.

9

Why am I doing this to myself…?

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It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—  Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—  Stephen Chbosky
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—   Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

i have to say a thing.

i don’t normally do this, but i feel like it needs to be said. i’ve, on many occasions, seen posts going around that say things like “every fic every has x” or “why do fic authors always do y,” etc. 

i’m sure the same thing happens to artists, and other creative people in fandom as well.

to those posts i respond with this:

people are taking time and energy and effort to create things for the mutual enjoyment of themselves and others. it’s a place to hone your craft, it’s a place to play with ideas and kinks and headcanons and desires. it’s a place to learn, or just a place to work out whatever it is you want to work out about yourself through the medium you choose.

for this, and because of this, people should not be publicly shamed or ridiculed.

professional/experienced writers sometimes include cliche/hyperbole with intention. it asks us to examine why such things are included by doing a closer reading of the text. amateur/inexperienced writers are trying their hands at something they want to get better at doing, or just using the written word to have fun with friends, or to explore things about themselves or the original texts about/within which they’re working. they’re on their way somewhere, and don’t deserve to be derailed. in neither case is it kind or necessary to point out the kind of things mentioned in such posts.

yes, i realize the people making these posts most likely genuinely enjoy and appreciate fic, and most likely genuinely don’t mean any harm. i’m not accusing anyone of being mean-spirited or intending to hurt anyone else. i just ask that you think about how it might feel to a person, after spending a lot of time and emotional energy creating something, to see a post that invalidates their creativity and effort.

i can say from experience, it feels kinda shitty.

It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—  Stephen Chbosky
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.

iF YOU STOP WATCHING A TV SHOW BECAUSE YOUR FAVORITE CHARACTER DIED THEn thats totally okay because you should do what makes you happy and odds are that character was the main reason you stuck with the show

It's much easier to not know things sometimes.

Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am.

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It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit their and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—  Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite. — Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

“honestly, for a spiritual person, you seem pretty …………” stop. Shut up. Just stop right there. Stop stereotyping EVERY SINGLE spiritual person out there. 

Stop holding EVERY SINGLE spiritual person to the image of a lunatic that shits rainbows 24/7. 

And START REALIZING that many spiritual people are in tune with their feelings and won’t mind giving you a punch in the face for what you say to them.  We don’t have the sun shining out of our asscrack all the time. Just because you are spiritual doesn’t mean you’re not allowed to stand up for yourself/voice your opinions/get mad or sad.

And if anybody at all ever is trying to drill you for that, just walk away. You don’t need people that stereotype and tell you what you cannot and can do just because they hold you to a certain image in your life. 

So to all the people out there on Tumblr that are having this problem (which, in fact, I know are a lot), kudos to you and keep doing what you do.

I see so many posts telling people not to be jealous or envious of other artists. That craving popularity is bad. That you shouldn’t be doing it. I’m here to tell you…

IT’S OKAY.

Why? Because it’s NORMAL. Everybody feels like that. At some point or another, you’re going to feel it. Whether it’s a passing moment or a plague, you’re going to feel it. It’s normal. It’s expected.

What matters is HOW YOU BEHAVE while feeling it. The feeling is normal and understandable. Don’t berate yourself for feeling that way. You aren’t a bad person for wishing your art had more notes. For wishing your best work got even half as many views as that two minute scribble someone else did got. For feeling jealous when someone gushes about an artist in your fandom but nobody ever does it about you.

That’s normal. That’s human. Everybody does it at some point or another. IT’S OKAY. YOU AREN’T BAD FOR FEELING THAT.

What matters is how you channel it. How you react to it. Whine about it if you like but don’t send yourself into a mopey pity-party spiral. Feeling angry about it is fine, but keep it to yourself. It’s not another artist’s fault. It’s not even your fault. It’s nobody’s fault. This is just how things go. Be angry for a bit but then LET IT GO. Put the energy into drawing something else. Don’t attack others over it. DON’T ATTACK YOURSELF OVER IT.

The feelings aren’t what make you a bad artist or person. It’s how you treat other people and conduct yourself while you’re feeling them that does.

It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and then make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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It’s much easier to not know things sometimes. Things change and friends leave. And life doesn’t stop for anybody. I wanted to laugh. Or maybe get mad. Or maybe shrug at how strange everybody was, especially me. I think the idea is that every person has to live for his or her own life and than make the choice to share it with other people. You can’t just sit there and put everybody’s lives ahead of yours and think that counts as love. You just can’t. You have to do things. I’m going to do what I want to do. I’m going to be who I really am. And I’m going to figure out what that is. And we could all sit around and wonder and feel bad about each other and blame a lot of people for what they did or didn’t do or what they didn’t know. I don’t know. I guess there could always be someone to blame. It’s just different. Maybe it’s good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Because it’s okay to feel things. I was really there. And that was enough to make me feel infinite. I feel infinite.
—  Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

GM y'all everybody have a gooooooood day drink enough water, be good to yourself and don’t let anybody.touching or saying stupid stuff about your hair get you mad!

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