I Love People

People are such beautiful creatures. They can glide, they can fly. They float through the earth with positive innovations, and free love. They spend life searching for someone they want to care for their entire life. I love people because they need each other. A person without another person is someone who is living beneath their capacity. We live together, we laugh together, and we make memories together. Every living, breathing soul, is a different ingredient tossed into the pot of life’s perfection. Every piece, every ingredient is necessary and different. We might all be made up the same basic foundations, like, legs, arms, eyes, and a head up on top… but we all are filled with something spectacular, and we use that spectacular something to create something totally different than just legs, arms, and eyes. We make a society.  Forget the denialists who want to believe they can do anything by themselves. They are wrong.

And yes, the word denialist is not a real thing, but it should be.

An original story. It's a work in progress.

SEASONS

A novel I dare you to read. By, Rachel Santos.

Two

Very

Incompatible

People

Get

Together

And

Defy

Destiny

In

The

Most

Unreasonable

And

Illogically

Beautiful

                                      Way

    Possible.

That would be architecture ladies and gents.

Excerpt from {SEASONS}

RAIN

You would think that running out in the rain after the girl you’ve always dreamed of having, would be romantic. Sorry to tell you otherwise, but to be completely honest, it’s kind of discouraging. Here you are, sprinting after the one you love, the one you need, and the forces of nature are telling you to run inside. It’s already hard enough that she’s running away from you, let’s add a thunderstorm and make it even harder for you to light that fire. Despite the negative connotation, the slashing, freezing, droplets of water, made me want her even more. If that was even possible… and made me run even harder. Panting, I finally reached her. I looked at her as she seemed to watch everything around her besides my heart-tortured self. I don’t think she even noticed the rain. I tried to catch my breath, wondering if she would ever look at me.