Today is a very special day, because on this day, sixteen years ago-- at 12:29 pm-- my Rosie was born. <3 Yes, today is Rose's sweet sixteenth birthday! \(•-•)/



*sniffles* She's growing up so fast. But don't worry Rosie, we're going to be young together-- forever and ever! •-• Yeah, be jelly. *coughs and clears throat* Anyways... I would like to do the honors of telling each and every one of you 16 things I love about the one and only Rose. *grins evilly and rubs hands together* Let's get started, shall we?

1.

Alright, before reading this post, I suggest you read the one below it. Yeah, right down there. ↓
Thank you.

*few moments later* Now that you've read it...

*explodes into tiny fangirling pieces*

Asdfghjkl; Dahhhhh...!!!!!....asgjbcosucnfhixcbvmsdoiyrfwsehfksfyhs....!!...asdoaif...hsfhosf..soeqorl.  <-- *cough* sorry. I can't really contain my emotions. O.o I'm just so flipping happy! Alright, pull yourself together Mackenzie. Inhale... exhale... breathe. *inhales*... *exhales*...*inhales*...*sobs*
Y-you all honestly have no idea how happy that post made me. It truly made my whole life complete.
Now, before I continue, I want to just sorta explain to you what my reaction was like. I feel when I hear about someone's reaction to something special, I know it actually meant something to them. So, without further ado...

Reaction Replay ( 10\8\13 ) : 



And that's pretty much it. •-• I'm not sure if you can tell but, I am speechless. I didn't expect that post, or all those comments. All those meaningful words that I shall forever cherish in my heart. My thanks could never justify how much all of that meant/means to me. I wish I could just pull you all into my arms and give you the hug each and every one of you deserve. *sniffles* Thank you, just thank you. I-I can't help but think that, you all actually went to that comment box, put your fingers on those keys, and began typing for me. You wrote those beautiful words for me. It just... I don't know. It just makes me feel so special. And when I'm having one of those days where things just don't seem right, I will look upon those words you all-- including you, Rose-- wrote to me and I will remind myself that there are actually people out there that care. That care about me. And please know that, I care about you too. Just because I haven't said "I care about you" doesn't mean I don't.
Would you all like to know something? If so; come here. I won't bite... I promise. Come on, closer... a little bit closer. Whoa there, not that close. •-• *clears throat and whispers* You. are. FLAWLESS. Mhm, you. Yes, YOU. Wanna know how you are flawless? Just by having your beautiful, kindhearted soul. By taking the time to write those comments and that post. By taking the time write to me. YOU ARE FLAWLESS AND THERE AIN'T NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT SO, HA! •-• <---You hear that Rosie? YOU are flawless. Yep, YOU.

So with that;


And no, I'm not done with you Rosie. Gosh, what did I ever do to deserve you? Heck, what on earth would I do without you?! I'd probably... DIE. Yes, I would. You, Rose, are the light to my day. The stars to my night. The bird to my nest. And the flower to my spring. <-- I know, I could do better than that. -_- *sighs* but Rosie, you truly are my everything. I cannot go a day without talking/thinking/smiling about you. And if there's anyone that has a problem with our friendship, they'll have to go through this guy. *points to tiny leprechaun in the corner of the room* •-• ... He's much stronger than you think.

Welp, that's all for now. And again, thank you all so so so much. I love each and every single one of you. <3 And you Rose, I love YOU so so much. Don't ever change. <3 *hugs and kisses*

Thanks for reading. <3



again,


I LOVE YOU AND THANK YOU FOR MAKING ME HAPPY. <3

To the dearest viewers of this blog, today I [the awko taco from Truly. Madly. Deeply.] come to you seeking the answer to a dire question that needs your consent. If you do not wish to participate in such a debate that is fine. I understand. Because this is a very deep, emotional matter that will need your full attention and thought whilst you read. So with that said; proceed with caution.

Author's Note: I am only here because Emma gave me the idea [ so Kenz, if you get mad frustrated, focus on her because she planted the seed that sprouted this evil idea. o.o ]

*clears throat* Now, you may be asking yourself why I'm here, invading the privacy of my buddy's blog. Or maybe none of you know who I am and have already taken yourself off this post. o.O But for those of you who haven't [yet], I want to discuss with you a very important issue that is growing in our young red head's mind.

So, you see...erm...Mackenzie, she, uh...she's amazing, right? Beautiful, funny, artistic, kind, compassionate, the definition of a [best] friend. She's inspired many of us with her exquisite words and she understands--such an important quality I love. She's also friendly--something I wish I could be--to everyone. For an example, let's use you. Yes, you. The reader of this post. You've felt the urge to comment, right? And when that urge won did you ever go back to see her reply? [in the best of circumstances, let's say yes, you did.] Now, what did you find? A reply. Whoa. Dude. In a sudden flood of emotions you squeal and lean toward your computer screen, letting your eyes linger on every word she typed in reply to your opinion. And when it's over and you've read every word--twice--you find yourself compelled. To do what, exactly?

Reply back.

Then before you know you guys are best friends, emailing back and forth, chatting into oblivion, and where am I?! Left in the dust! *coughs* Alright, alright, maybe I'm getting ahead of myself. The point is, she's friendly. But not only does she have a friendly heart, but a big one at that. She's so...forgiving. I remember a time when frustration struck the lands of our habitat and I shall tell you; everything ended in disaster. But she forgave me. She forgave me of unforgivable sins when she should of turned me around and kicked me out of her life for good.

But she didn't do that. Instead, she overlooked my flaws and pulled me into her arms--*sniffles and turns away* I-I'm gonna need a moment.

. . . *blows nose* . . .

*turns back toward computer* Alright, I'm good. W-where was I? Let's see, friendly, forgiving...oh! And that brings me to her biggest component; the substance that is her very core.

F L A W L E S S N E S S

So not only is our Kenz Friendly and Forgiving, but she is also Flawless as well. [it's the three F's of friendship! >.<] However, as most girl's/teens/women tend to be, she will probably look upon this later and say to herself, "Rosie, I'm not flawless." <-- this is the issue I was referring to, in one of the paragraphs above. •-•

Oh but Kenz, that's where you're wrong.

I am calling upon you, dear readers/followers/"cookies", to help me prove Mackenzie wrong. We shall show her how beautiful she is. We shall show her how friendly she is. We shall show her how her flawless existence has helped our own! So what do you say? Will you help me? Please?

...what? You don't know how to help?! Well that's the easy part my friends! Just comment below, expressing your opinion about our dear blogger. Anything will suffice. From a simple; I love you to a convincing speech conveying that she is amazing. I appreciate your participation in this, dear reader. Thank you for your time and words. Kenz and I both appreciate it--or at least she will, in the future...

Well, I guess that is all for now. :} Thank you for reading and please don't forget to comment!