Hello, Kaladin

Hello, Kaladin Stormblessed.
My baby bundle of joys and tears.
You are, to date, my number one favorite character,
And I believe you're gonna stay on the top for a quite while.

Am bowing deeply to Mr Sanderson
Thanking him for his portrayal of you,
making your character more alive than ever in every chapter,
making me grow fond of you in every single page,
making everyone roots and cheers and cries along with you.

I may not have read many books,
But I constantly convince people to read Stormlight Archive.
If only for Kaladin's sake,
whose determination could dry the ocean,
whose hardship had shaken the gods.

Though you made me skip my meal,
Though you made me lost my sleeping hour,
Though you made me crazy,
Because I have no clue
to whom should I shower my overwhelming feelings I had towards you.
Always know that there's always big place in my heart,
reserved only for you, Kal.



Xoxo,
Consider me one of your Bridge Four's crew, since we've been through it together

Hello, Prince Charming

Hello, Prince Charming.

Dapper, humble and charming as ever,

The prince charming who fight for the girl he thought he deserved,

That night, I understand why Cinderella would run away just to meet you.

Your form then was morphed into a badass, warm hearted, yet ridiculously handsome guy,

Who would abandon and sacrifice anything just to be with the poor, yet courageous young lady.

Heavily depended on the movies, dramas, music, or books I’m drowning myself into,

The manifestation of your existence shifting constantly.

Nonetheless the form, it all hit me the same,

You strike me as the wave that always eager to meet the shore,

You strike me as the wind that can’t help but to blow,

You strike me as the bird that chirps happily welcoming the sun,

You strike me as the downpour that yearns to touch the ground.

You strike me when you sold yourself for the sake of love,

Captivated and enraptured by a single person that occupied your soul more than yourself.

You strike me with fantasy and jealousy whilst you’re side by side with your significant other,

Happily bantering Virgina Woolf’s quote,

Having secret rendezvous just to unfold tales like Shahrazad,

Silently devouring each other’s voice reciting a poem,

Briefly look into other’s eyes and realize that it’s home.

You are the epitome of everything impossible that could only happen in one’s story.

Xoxo,

not exactly a damsel in distress, but distress enough because the books she read

Hello, Mr Tywin Lannister

Hello, Mr Tywin son of Tytos of House Lannister, Lord of Casterly Rock, Warden of the West, Shield of Lannisport, and once Hand of the King.

My longest hello by far,
apart from your misjudgment towards Tyrion,
you are by far my most favorite character from Game Of Thrones' series.
Again I prove my quirk affection for a character who's been tainted as a villain.

You had me captured from the very first scene,
when you was skinning the deer - an actual deer on set.
I don't think anyone would buy the fact that it was your first time doing it.
Nonetheless, the scene determined many fundamental things of your character, my lord.
Control-freaky, clever, meticulous, savage, and in short - a despicable one.

Tywin should thanks Ser Charles Dance for his outstanding potrayal of Tywin.
Ser Dance did better than he was supposed to do,
He became you, Lord Tywin.
Moreover, I've never heard Ser Dance branded you as a villain,
'Tywin does what he need to do in a feudal society' he said.
In fact, Tywin's scheme to kill the Stark has stopped the war.
Ain't stopping the war a good thing?
Still, Tywin's the bad one.

I wonder how it is so easy to us people to judge the good and the bad.
People lives through thousand decisions,
and how do we suppose to condemn which is 'correct' and 'false' ?
Does one bad decision make us a bad person?
What quality does make one a good person and a bad one?
People has their own parameter, I believe.



xoxo,
am i a bad girl then?

Hello, Mr Finch

Hello, Mr Finch.

Yes, I am writing this letter to you, that character from one of the novels that I've just finished reading.
Should I reveal your full name?
Well, since I'm afraid that what I'm going to write contains a major spoiler to the stories.
So I think just 'Mr Finch' would be better, okay?

I'd like to say thankyou, Mr Finch, for sharing your stories with me.
Although it's pretty clear that it's a fiction one, I still thank you though.

You. And your suicidal.
I honestly don't know what to say since I clearly oppose the idea of suicide.
We were given this life with its amazing encounters, countless choice, endless possibilities,
but sometimes . .
sometimes, we think we have no choice, we think life lose its meaning, we think no one notices our existence,
we think in our worst moment, when the devil's lurking - consuming - our mind.

You make me understand what you've been through, Mr Finch.
You make me understand how society, families, friends, play an significant role on your suicidal.
But no matter how difficult it is - how it feels as if your surroundings hand you the knife to kill yourself -
ultimately, you still have a choice to throw it away.
So why surrender?

Because it's such a pity for you to give up your precious life just because other people,
is it so difficult to love yourself?



Xoxo,
a girl who think that you-suicidal-people-are-the-most-selfish-people.