i had a dream...

i had a dream...

you were there.
i got to talk to you.

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i didn't tell you how i felt,
even though it was on my mind.

i had a dream...

we were there.
together.
i listened,
you laughed. 
just as friends. 

i had a dream...

about you.
and even in my dream,
you still managed to give me that smile. 
that smile that made my day,
every time you said "hey". 

i had a dream...

and it was only a dream.

*sighs* \\ just a dream 




just an innocent.


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don't you wish you could go back?

to the time, when everything was good?

don't you wish you go live those days again?

those carefree days?

when you were just... innocent?

you didn't have to worry about fitting in,
or standing out.

you were just... perfect.

never had to worry about how you looked,
or how you dressed.

never had to worry about making friends. 

only had to care whether you could play outside,
or eat the last cookie.

I miss those days.

I miss being little and careless.

because it was better.

I didn't notice it then, but I notice it now.

I was just an innocent. 

innocent \\ small \\ better


Okay, so maybe I still worry about eating the last cookie.... But I still wish I was a kid again. :)

please enjoy this beautiful song that inspired me to do this post.


*sniffles* wasn't that beautiful? One of my many favorite songs. 

YAY, to le bookstore!! XD <-- sorry, random... 

have a wonderful day my lovely cookies. <3 

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p.s. please check out the guest posts I did over at The Book Nook and at My Randomness and Ramblings. :) Thank you! 

freedom \\ summer


I feel the wind run through my hair as it tangles around the open sun roof.

I feel the breeze run through my fingers as my hand dangles out the open window,
making wave motions with it in the wind. 

the scent of summer.

the smell of the country. 

and just miles and miles of road and farmland.

my stomach loops as the vehicle rolls down another hill,

laughter fills inside of me.

and everything is good.

freedom \\ summer


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I was on this blog today and was inspired to try this:

Currently...

watching:
Do YouTube videos count? 

reading:
I am at the tail end of Beautiful Darkness ( the second book of the Beautiful Creatures series). Sooo good....

eating:
...chocolate...

drinking:
lemonade & water

learning:
emm... biology? 


Comment below with your answers! :)

thanks for reading. 


because it mattered.




" sorry. " they said, with small sympathy. 
" it's okay." I said with a smile. 
but it's not. 
it hurt.
 that small action, those 
words, hurt. 
because it mattered. 
it shouldn't have mattered. 
I shouldn't care. 
but it does 
and I do. 









"why?"
I don't know.  

"she doesn't mind."
 I mind.

"she doesn't care." 
 I do.

"it doesn't matter."
it does to me.


some things so small have a big impact on life. the choices you make. the actions you take. please think before you make those decisions. 

because it matters. 

it shouldn't,
but it does. 


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Crossed by Ally Condie { book review }

hey guys! :) So, remember my book review on Matched by Ally Condie? Well today I am doing a review on the sequel, Crossed. 

Crossed (Matched, #2)

The hotly awaited second book in the dystopian Matched trilogy. 

In search of a future that may not exist and faced with the decision of who to share it with, Cassia journeys to the Outer Provinces in pursuit of Ky - taken by the Society to his certain death - only to find that he has escaped, leaving a series of clues in his wake. Cassia's quest leads her to question much of what she holds dear, even as she finds glimmers of a different life across the border. But as Cassia nears resolve and certainty about her future with Ky, an invitation for rebellion, an unexpected betrayal, and a surprise visit from Xander - who may hold the key to the uprising and, still, to Cassia's heart - change the game once again. Nothing is as expected on the edge of Society, where crosses and double crosses make the path more twisted than ever.

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So, I read Crossed probably right after I was finished with Matched.  My memory is a little iffy on some parts in the book, so bare with me okay?

Shall we start off with pros and cons?
warning: spoilers

Cons: Well, I didn't really find any cons in this books. Except for some things that go on throughout the whole series. Such as confusion with the Society and Rebellion, and there were these poems often through the books... I just wasn't really into some of that. Sorry. I'm not saying poems are a bad thing... it just sometimes lost my attention. And there was one other thing I wasn't really liking. It was how Cassia fell in love with Ky in the first book. I watched this review on Matched a while ago and I totally agreed on how Cassia didn't really say she was falling in love with Ky. She just said it. No warnings. Just bam.  So that kind of turned me off on their whole relationship.  Also, throughout Crossed, Cassia pretty much was in this desert place most of the time. Though, it didn't bother me. :) 

Well, hold on we still have the pros. 

Pros:  For one thing, I LOVED how there was Cassia and Ky's point of view in the book. It kind of gives you a feel of both their emotions. Plus, for most of the book they were separated from each other. I wasn't bored with this book, it was exciting and there are a lot of secrets that need to be answered which is what you will find out in the third book, Reached. 

I loved this book and totally recommend it to anyone. 
Ratings? I would have to give it... four and a half stars. 


Any questions? Comment below! 

thanks for readings.





Life's beginning...

I miss those days when we were just kids.
I miss the days when we didn't know any better.
I miss looking up to you.
I miss trying to impress you.
I miss it when you'd ask to play.
I miss that summer before you left but instead of leaving you stayed. forever. 
I miss the days in the water.
I miss the games we used to play.
I miss the times. 
those days.
the memories. 



but now it's time to move on.
you aren't a kid anymore. 
even though I miss those memories,
I can't wait to see what else life brings us.
and I don't ever want you to leave.
you will always be my big brother. 
it's your time now. 
life is just beginning.

a end is just another beginning.

life is starting || there's new memories to be made 





soar free || a short story


Running. Faster and faster. My heart races, my feet ache. I keep running. Until, "Oof!" I run into his chest and feel his arms wrap around my body. "Shh, it's okay." I feel the tears running down my cheeks and know I cannot stay. "Everything's going to be okay." 
But it's not. It's not okay. He strokes my hair and I feel myself giving in, burying my face into his chest. 
"N-no." I manage to say, between sobs. "I can't stay. They're coming. They'll be here soon." He shakes his head. 
"Then let me come with you. We can be free, we can be together. Forever." I let out a small groan. 
"No. We can't be together. I'll hurt you. I don't want that to happen. I can't let that happen." He tilts up my chin. 
"I don't care. I want you, I want to be with you even if it costs my life." He leans his forehead against mine. "I love you." 
love.
He said it. He said the word. For a second I feel safe. But that only lasts for so long. 
"I-I can't stay." I pull away, not daring to look into those eyes one last time or they might make me stay. I feel his hand on the back of my neck.
"Don't go." He pulls me closer, our breaths in sync. I feel his nose brush across my cheek. "Don't." And then his lips pressed against mine. Everything around us seems to disappear. And all the troubles with it. For a few moments I forget. I forget that I'm being chased. I forget my powers. I forget the harm I could case. I forget what might happen. I forget me. I pull away, and I see tears rolling down his face. "I-I'm sorry." I say, almost in a whisper, and then I'm gone. Running. Faster than ever. I can't bare to see his face or hear his voice. It will only bring sadness and harm. "Wait!" I faintly hear him calling after me. And with that, I run faster. Sticks snap as my feet run against them. I feel a pain run through my legs and yet, I keep running. Where will I go? Who knows. Anywhere away from here. Anywhere far. Panting, I make a sharp turn, almost stumbling into a tree. Quickly, I make another turn. What if I stayed? What would happen if I gave in? Would I actually lose someone I love? Would I lose him? I stop in my tracks when I feel a cool breeze run throughout my body. I find myself standing on top of a cliff. The drop must be far down, considering I can't see it. Either can I hear anything. It's quiet. And I feel alone. For once, I am at peace. I spread my arms out wide and let the wind run through me. I close my eyes and take it all in. 
"Hey!" I hear a dark voice from behind me. I know now that it is too late. They already found me. Instead of turning around to face whoever or whatever is after me, I jump. And let my wings soar. 



soar free || a short story 

This was more like a small scene, sorry it isn't very good. But the picture above inspired me to write it. :) 
I hope you enjoyed it anyways. 

thanks for reading! 

Don't Let Me Go


Don't Let Me Go - Harry Styles 

I just love this song. <3 
" don't let me go, cuz I'm tired of feelings alone. " 

thanks for listening.
and thank you guys so much for 37 followers. <3 I love my cookies! 

xx

p.s. check out two guest posts I did over at  Laugh an' Love!  :) 
post two:  \\ enjoy \\


update: something was wrong with the last video I put up, so let me know if this video works. :) 

\\ Bloglovin' \\

Hey guys!
 So, some of you may have heard that on July 1st there will no longer be Google Reader. Therefore you may not be able to follow the same blogs you are currently following. But I was reading this blog today, and I saw that you can move your Google Reader RSS feed to Bloglovin' ! *happy dance*
I just moved all the blogs that I follow ( with Good Reader ) to Bloglovin'. It takes no more than five minutes ( depends on how many blogs you follow ).
I recommend you to read this post http://heartifb.com/2013/03/15/how-to-move-your-google-reader-rss-feed-to-bloglovin/ on how to move your feed. It is very easy and simple to do. :)



Hope I helped! :) have a wonderful day.

happy ( late ) father's day

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thank you for the laughs

thank you for the hugs

thank you for the candy bars ( "shh, don't tell mom" ) 

thank you for the fun times hitting baseballs

thank you for those days when we used to color in coloring books

thank you for letting me give you that make-over ( the hat made it all complete )

thank you for watching me ride my barbie jeep around 

thank you for teaching me how to ride my bike without training wheels

thank you for reading the hunger games, because now we can see catching fire together (*wink wink*) and hate on president snow

thank you for trying to be interested in things I like ( such as dolls... ) 

thank you for playing mario baseball 

thank you for the ice cream sundaes 

thank you for making me laugh with your mistakes

thank you for letting me laugh 

thank you for spoiling me

thank you for trying

thank you for you

I love you, Dada. I'm sorry, I know I should say that more often... But it is true, I do love you. 



hope all the dads out there had a happy father's day! :) Sorry this was late, it was my youngest sister's birthday and I haven't gotten the chance to get on my laptop until today.  \\  hope you guys have a wonderful day. 





The Art Room { a short story }

 

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I sit there by my easel, looking over my paint colors and the white canvas sitting in front of my eyes. Nothing touched. Everything blank. I take a paint brush one size smaller than the biggest and dip it in the nearest color, orange.  I glide my brush along the top of the canvas. ehh... Not quite what I wanted. I take the canvas down and replace it with another. I sit there, wondering if he is looking. Ever since the day I met those blue eyes I could never get him out of my mind. I wonder what he is painting, I see his brush move in different directions. He has always been the best in the class, I admired that. And when he talked, happiness filled the room faster than a blink of an eye. I bite down on my lip, hard. I can’t think about him in that way, not that there is a problem with it, it’s just he couldn’t possibly have the same feelings for me as I do for him.
I stare at the canvas again. Nothing. Why is it so hard for me to paint today?
After a while, I look up at the clock. Thirty minutes has passed and class is almost over. I already see students exiting the room. I look over behind me and see him talking to Ms. Cassandra. Every now and then I see their eyes glance across the room, at me. Quickly, I turn back around to my easel and empty canvas, hoping they didn’t see me staring. I pretend to be busy looking over my paint colors, not trying to listen in on their conversation.
I feel a hand brush the top of my shoulder. Turning around, I find myself looking into those ocean blue eyes and I feel my heart sink into the pit of my stomach.
“Hey.” he smiles and takes the seat next to mine. I look around the room and find no one, not even Ms. Cassandra.
“Hi,“ I manage to say with a smile, trying not to make eye contact so I won’t have to get lost in those eyes again.
“You know,“ he holds out his hand for my paint brush. “May I?“ I nod and hand him the brush.
“Sometimes when I’m stuck,“ he dips the brush in the red paint. “I dig deep into my thoughts and try to paint something from there.“
“How do you know I’m stuck?“ I smirk, playfully.
“You’ve been staring at a white canvas for the past half hour, I know when someone is stuck.“ and he is right, I am stuck. But not in the same way he thinks I am.
“Sometimes,“ he begins to make a curved line in a corner on the canvas. “You just have to find a feeling,“ he makes another curve. “and let it out.“ And that’s when I see it, a heart. But he isn’t finished, yet. Inside the heart he writes a message, and that’s when I’m staring at the red letters with wide eyes that spell out: I like you.
I look up at him, stunned and speechless. I search his eyes and that is when he reaches his hand out toward my cheek. “a lot.“ Gently, I feel his lips brush against mine and I close my eyes, taking in every bit of this moment. If this was a dream, I hope I never wake.
I feel himself pull away too soon. “I, um, guess I'll see you later then.“ He slowly stands and turns to leave.
“ I like you too. “ I say, a little too quickly.  “ A lot. “
I see his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. And with a smile, he leaves the room.

I sit there, alone, taking in the scent of paint, thoughts, feelings, and love.

~~~

hope you liked my rather short story. :)

let me know what you think!

inspiration \\ quotes


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Be Yourself
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people change, they end up having nothing to say - Buscar con Google
life

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be you \\ simply inspired 

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invisible

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sometimes I feel invisible. 
sometimes I feel too visible.
ever been in a crowd?
with people all around. 
and you stand there while they stare
or while you stare.
sometimes I feel their eyes judging my presence. 
sometimes people don't understand that I just want to listen.
hearing only the end of each sentence. 
I just want to stand and watch people be happy.
ever wonder if it made me happy?
 I know I don't talk much but that doesn't mean I'm not listening.
I don't know whether or not that I just want to be invisible or I am invisible. 


|| ever feel invisible? ||

thanks for reading. :) 


Stubborn Love - The Lumineers

  Stubborn Love - The Lumineers 

One of my many favorite songs. <3 
I went to my cousin's dance recital over the weekend and they did a piece with this song... and my reaction:  " Asdfghjkl!! *sobs* " <-- sorta. 
Anyways...
happy monday! \\ i hate rain 

Matched by Ally Condie { book review }

" book review, book review, here is my book review! "

So, I thought it was time to have another book review! How's that sound? Eh? Eh?
It won't be a long book review ( like my first one ) because this time I will be doing three different book reviews ( not in one post though ) on the Matched trilogy. <--- Does that make sense? Probably not. 
Alrighty, let's get started! Here is my books review. :)

Matched (Matched, #1)
Matched by Ally Condie 
About a month ago-- Actually I think it was exactly a month ago -- I finished the first book in the Matched trilogy. It didn't take me very long to read, it isn't a long book. And let me just say that, I loved it! It was definitely different in a way... I've heard where people compare it to The Hunger Games ( by Suzanne Collins ) and honestly, I don't see how it relates to The Hunger Games. If anything, I almost wanted to relate it to Divergent ( by Veronica Roth ) because of the societies... but then, if you think about it, Matched really isn't like either of those books. They live in this world that pretty much owns their lives. Tells you who you marry, what to eat, and when to die.  It is a society that is not like the societies in other books that I have read. 
Here is a summary of Matched before I continue from Goodreads :  

Cassia has always trusted the Society to make the right choices for her: what to read, what to watch, what to believe. So when Xander's face appears on-screen at her Matching ceremony, Cassia knows with complete certainty that he is her ideal mate... until she sees Ky Markham's face flash for an instant before the screen fades to black.

The Society tells her it's a glitch, a rare malfunction, and that she should focus on the happy life she's destined to lead with Xander. But Cassia can't stop thinking about Ky, and as they slowly fall in love, Cassia begins to doubt the Society's infallibility and is faced with an impossible choice: between Xander and Ky, between the only life she's known and a path that no one else has dared to follow.

Okay, so there is a love triangle in this trilogy that is a lot like The Hunger Games I can tell you that. 
BUT I won't tell you who she chooses or if there is a choice. ;)  It still is very different from The Hunger Games... like completely. If you have read The Hunger Games I totally recommend this book, and if you haven't read The Hunger Games I still recommend this book. :) 

I give this book five out of five stars and a thumbs up. 

Be on the look for my next book review: The squeal "Crossed" by Ally Condie. 

Thanks for reading! Please be sure to vote on my polls at the bottom of the page. :) 

hey guys! how are my flawless followers today? :) Before I begin this post, I just want to thank you all for the sweet comments on my last post. I'm sorry I haven't had the chance to reply to them, so I just wanted to thank you all. <3 You guys are amazing! :)

Here's a little gift from me to you:


enjoy your cookie my lovelies. <3

And one more thing... why 'followers'? I mean the name... Why? I much rather call you guys meh friends because I surely don't want you guys to 'follow' me... you might walk into a wall or trip down a step. So, from now on you guys won't be 'following' me. You all are my friends and my blog is for you to enjoy by reading some of my thoughts. And from now on I will call you guys... my cookies. Yes, from now on I will call you my cookies. I love you cookies. <3


Anyways... Lately I've had a slight obsession with Imagine Dragons. Ahh, I just love their music. I bought one of their CD's last night. I can't wait to listen to it. 
 If any of you haven't heard of them, I really suggest you listen to some of their songs. Once you do, let me know what you think! And if you don't like them then suggest something that YOU like and I will definitely try it out. I'm open to anything. 
 here's my favorite song from them:


And I just found out about this one, I think you'll like it very much. 




hope you enjoyed them! 

have a wonderful day my cookies. <3 

tired \\ worn




tired
i say i’m tired
not the kind of tired you thought
i’m tired of waking up
tired of dreaming
tired of believing
tired of getting my life planned out then burned to the ground
tired of thinking things can change
turn all around
what’s the difference from then and now?
i don’t see
make me believe
i’m worn
exhausted
tired
by me.




hey guys! Sorry for the lack of posts lately. :( I have a very busy week ahead, so hopefully by the weekend or next week I will be posting more. :)

a personal poem \\ i hope to inspire you

{ June. }

June.

summer

sun

air

June.

lakes

beaches

fairs

June.

birds

rain

birthdays

June.

pool

blue

nights

June.

What will you bring to me this year? 



Happy June 1st everyone! \\ What are your summer plans? 







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