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Liebster Award

Liebster Award Rules: Acknowledge the blog that nominated you. Answer the 11 questions the nominating blogger created. List 11 bloggers with less than 200 followers that deserve some recognition. Post 11 questions for them to answer. Notify them that they've been nominated.
Thank you Molly, Sarah, and Hannah!
1. If you dyed your hair, what color would you choose?

Oh my gosh, thank you for asking this question. Just thank you.<3

Alright, If I were to dye my hair I would dye it PINK. Or maybe GREEN. Or, uh, BLUE... Actually no, I'd dye my hair into a rainbow. o.O

2. If you could domesticate any wild animal to keep as a pet, which one would you choose and why?

I would choose a unicorn because one: everyone would totes jelly of its glitter production.
And two: apparently my alter ego is an unicorn. o.O So maybe we'll bond in a special way. <3

3. Books or movies? Favorite book/movie?

*GRUNTS* You just had to ask, huh? ;)

Favorite book: Catching Fire [2nd book in The Hun…

The Best Experience in the History of Experiences

Last week, on September 13th, 2013, two amazing things happened.
Niall Horan--of One Direction--turned 20! *sends glittery kisses into the wind* I didn't forget you, baby! I promise!I met up with the most amazing person that has ever come into existence.

^^^ *sniffles* Here is a photo of our good-bye hug. Kenz added the glitter. ;)

My family and I had to drive about three and half hours, to get to our meeting place--which was a beautiful Barnes and Noble full of amazingly exquisite books [it was quite heavenly].
The whole trip there I was bubbling with excitement. Rocking in my seat, tugging at my hair, belting out the lyrics to any songs I knew when they blasted out of the speakers. I had a little brother to my left, a window to my right and a present in my lap--and a stuffed Pikachu at my feet. o.O
Finally, we arrived at our destination. I cannot describe to you the feeling of walking up to that bookstore, and having a someone whom you haven't physically interacted with, burs…

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Broken hearted, Breathing ragged, Embrace held, Compelled, to let go.
Heart taken, Words mistaken, Smiles shaken, Stranded, in a time of need.

i miss you || drama is best when twisted into something else

thanks for reading. <3 xoxo, Rose
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to Jump or to Stay


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Have you ever looked around, people watching,
wondering why they choose to say?
There are such rarities--those who jump--
and look where they are today.

To jump or to stay?
The question is simple.
To find what you seek,
Or stay where it's comfortable.

To fight or to cower.
To gain or to lose.
You must find your answer.
The choice is unavoidable.

should i jump? || i can't choose

thanks for reading. <3
xx Nicole Rose


Wind whipping.
Feet slipping.
I need to get away.

Breaths heavy.
Heart unsteady.
I can't go back; everything's disarray.

Tears falling.
Names calling.
They cannot make me stay.

whilst the world transforms || i am left to walk this worn road [alone]

thanks for reading this interesting post. <3 xx Nicole Rose

Take Me Away || a short story

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She quietly hums to herself, her fingers linked and resting as she stares at the cloudy sky through the cracks in the foliage above. A bird calls in the distance and she doesn't move or react. She lets her eyelids slide shut, waiting as patiently as her heart and body will allow.
The bird calls again, and this time, it is closer. She shifts in her spot on the low tree branch, anticipating, trying her best to keep herself relaxed. But her heart beats rapidly in her chest. How long has it been? How much longer shall I have to wait?
"Chirp, chirp." Says a voice beside her ear. As her heart jumps up to her throat, she turns her head and opens her eyes. His round orbs shimmer back, a welcoming sight in the growing darkness of the forest.
Swiftly, because she cannot wait any longer, her fingers find his hair and their lips meet after an eternity of chaotic wait. She finds herself shifting off her tree and into his arms, his feet moving to press her back into …