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Different: A Twist in Time

July 18, 2013- Falling. That was all she felt. Not forward, but backward. All that emotion she'd built up seemed to taunt her. She thought she'd found him, he was hers for the taking. But she was wrong. Love like that was only meant for fairy tales and "Once Upon a Time." The taste of love to her was bitter, it had a scent of hurt and forgetfulness. Reality had played it's way back into the shallow hole that seemed to be her heart. Life had mocked her once again, and for that she hated it.


 June 28, 2013- Happiness seemed to be slipping from her. Being with Jake was getting harder and harder; life just wouldn't stay out of the way. Lucy found herself fighting for moments to see him, but her attempts were useless. This wasn't how things were suppose to be. No no, this was all meant to be easy. They meet, fall in love, have so much time it's as if the earth stopped moving. The battle for an inch in his life was not part of her exotic romance story she'd thought up at all, and it wasn't welcomed graciously.

 May 16, 2013- Perfection. That was the only word to describe her feelings. No longer did Lucy have to hide behind her wall of emotions; she was free. Long walks on the beach, fingers laced together, and talking for hours on end. This was her new life with him, and she didn't seem to have a care in the world. Everything was right.

April 26, 2013- No words. No words could describe how she felt the day he said he cared for her too. Was this real, or was this just another fantasy a fingertip away from reality? She didn't care. All she knew is that moment right there she'd fallen for him, and there was absolutely no turning back.

 March 20, 2013- There's no way this could really be happening. This "friendship" she'd made up in her mind seemed almost surreal. She didn't want it that way. Lucy was so blinded by her "promises of friendship" that she failed to notice the lie within her own words. She was falling for him, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.


February 23, 2013- No longer was Lucy going on dates with any other boys. Jake. He was everything to her. Other boys and heart breaks didn't seem to matter when she was with him. Being herself was easy. Messing up and falling weren't fears anymore. The thought had actually become somewhat of a joke to her. She knew nothing could every ruin this!


 January 14, 2013- Friends, that's all they were. Two best friends that did EVERYTHING together. No chemistry at all. She'd tell him everything, and in return he'd be someone who was just there for her. The thought of them even falling for each other was repulsive, couldn't be possible. Love was meant for the lonely, right?

December 17, 2012- Lucy wasn't sure if Jake was interested in her, or if she even liked him! All she knew is that from the moment he said hello, she could tell there was something different about him. Something different that made her feel alive and happy again. No guy had ever made her feel that way before. Ever.

Love, What Is It?

“I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.”
~Marilyn Monroe 

To me, love is something that is overused...so I don't understand it at all.  Maybe I'm crazy, but I think that love is something that is suppose to last for awhile. The stupid thing about that though is you hear kids in middle school and high school saying that they're in love with some person they've talked to once. Can I just say GET A LIFE to them? Is that too mean? #kthanksbye

But for reals though, what really is love? Is love really what we hear about in fairy tales, or is that just lust? In all those Disney movies, they make love seem so simple and easy. The girl meets the guy and then suddenly they're singing and head over heals in love. I really don't think that's how it works though. Maybe I'm just being negative here, but I think that love is something that happens over a period of time, and it's AFTER YOU REALLY LEARN TO CARE FOR THE OTHER PERSON. 

Love to me is talking for hours, and having a hard time ending a conversation with goodbye because you don't want the moment to end. Love is smiling and laughing with no reason at all, and just feeling joy. Every girl wants to find a guy, make him their best friend, and then fall in love and live happily ever after. I think that if you're really in love, you'll be with your best friend whether they have been forever, or you just noticed the more you were with them! You feel me? 

Cute Love:

• Ginny Weasley and Harry Potter
• Old people that have been together forever
• NOT ROMEO AND JULIET, they make me sick
• Jenna Rink and Matt Flamhaff- 13 going on 30
• Elizabeth and David- Just Like Heaven
• Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley- Harry Potter
• Isi and Prince Geric- Goose Girl

Buuut Why??

Why do we all stress so much over our blogs?

Why does it matter how we dress?

Why do I care so much about who's reading my blog?

BUT WHY DO WE CARE ABOUT  WHAT OTHER PEOPLE THINK

Why are movies so entertaining?

Why are there so many, songs about rainbows?

Why can't school and work be EASIER?

BUT WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO BE COMPLICATED?

Why can't EVERYTHING be easier?

Why am I doing this instead of eating right now?

Why am I thinking so hard about these questions?

WHY DO BAD THINGS HAPPEN?

Fallen

“She wasnt exactly sure when it happened. Or even when it started. All she knew for sure was that right here and now, she was falling hard and she could only pray that he was feeling the same way.” ~Nicholas Sparks, Safe Haven 

I really don't know why I let it happen; I let myself fall for you. Now I don't mean I had a little girly crush, I mean I fell for you hard. 

I trusted you, but you let me down.

Now you're saying "let's be friends still though, we can work it out." Heard it before. So tempting, but no. 

But thanks for the heart break.

Thanks for the pain.

Thanks for thinking everything will go back to normal.

And thanks for making me love you, I really appreciate it. You're a real pal!

To be honest though, I really will miss you. Not enough to let you walk all over me again, but enough to let memories flow through my brain again. That's about all I need. And to be real here, I should be thanking you. I should be thanking you for giving me a reason to be angry, and giving me a reason to move on. 

You pushed me to a point where I know I won't make the same mistake because I don't want to find myself in the fallen state of bitterness. So thank you for saving me in the future. I won't let this happen again. 

Throwing it back to: Crayons

"Imagination is more important than knowledge!"~Albert Einstein 

Are crayons not the best thing in the world? They save you from awkward moments on planes, bring color into the world, and I mean whats not to like about them? However if they're not crayola crayons, then they're not acceptable.

WANNABES ARE THE REASONS I HAVE TRUST ISSUES!!

Crayons always seem to be there though! When I was little, I put all my emotions into the things I colored with crayons. Instead of writing in a journal, or texting someone to tell them what's up, I would just draw. I would color my little heart out for hours and not have a care in the world, and the best part is CRAYONS CAN'T JUDGE YOU FOR YOUR MISTAKES! They just chill, and keep on doing what crayons do!

Sometimes I wish I could have all those moments back. I didn't have to worry about heart breaks, or what to wear. It was just me and my own little world. Did I change my profession everyday? I mean yeah, that probably happened. Why not though? I could be whatever I wanted to be, and no one could tell me I couldn't.

I LIVED FOR THE MOMENT AND NOT FOR THE DAY!

Now it seems like I have to worry about everything. What college do I want to go to? What do I want to major in? Is everyone judging me for my cheesy blog posts? I like this shirt, but what if no one else likes it? The only thing I really had to ask myself as a kid was "OK, so what's my favorite color going to be today?" Is that not the best question ever? I wish things could be that simple again.

XOXO
~Rosie

The Real Rosie M. Rush

Rosie is someone who I can go to when I'm going through a hard time. When I need help with life or with my wardrobe, she's there to help me immediately. Whenever I need to just have a friend, Rosie is always there for me.

She laughs with me.

She cries with me.

She lip sings in the mirror with me when I'm getting ready for the day.

She quotes movies with me.

Rosie's someone who seems quiet on the outside, but she's really outgoing when you meet her. Listening to Rosie's stories and jokes never gets old, and she can get me laughing harder than anyone else.

Rosie is just simply perfect. She has beautiful long golden hair with a gentle curl, brown eyes that light up when she talks, and she's always smiling. Her sense of humor seems to leave everyone around her laughing, so there are smiles EVERYWHERE SHE GOES.

I can honestly say that Rosie is one of my best friends because she's a cover for someone very dear to me; my big sister. My sister's kind of the best, but seeing her's kind of hard because she's on the other side of the country now. I miss her terribly, so I decided dedicating this blog to her would be a great idea.

Rosie's easy to relate to, so I hope people will be able to understand her as much as I do. 

Happy blogging to you all until I post again.

XOXO

~Rosie

I'm only human

"Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in what they are" -Marcus Zusak

Being human means breathing, talking, and living.
It's the car rides that go on forever, and take you everywhere.
It's remembering memories that leave you smiling.

Being human means falling in love and realizing you can't live without that person in your life. 
It's laughing for hours and not knowing why.
It's singing in the rain

Being human means being scared of falling, but never giving up.
It's dancing in the rain.
It's crying during your favorite movies.

Being human means not being afraid to truly be me!!