Have you ever had that feeling? Having a roller coaster of emotions. Feeling confused and scared for the most part. So suffocating and heavy, that it weighs you down. Growing so used to the heaviness, you learned to live with, learned to smile through it. But even if it was buried, you sometimes let it … Continue reading Musings of Sappy Young Adult (a.ka. me)
Ten Tiny Breaths by: K.A. Tucker Kacey Cleary’s whole life imploded four years ago in a drunk-driving accident. Now she’s working hard to bury the pieces left behind—all but one. Her little sister, Livie. Kacey can swallow the constant disapproval from her born-again aunt Darla over her self-destructive lifestyle; she can stop herself from going kick-boxer … Continue reading Book Review: Ten Tiny Breaths by K.A Tucker
Hiya Reader! These past few weeks I have been writing again, most of it involve my babble about the books I love, and some of the posts involve more personal musings. For obvious reasons, WordPress has become a therapeutic medium for me. Thoughts that I cannot say out loud, thoughts that I cannot admit even … Continue reading Why I write…
Made You Up by: Francesca Zappia Reality, it turns out, is often not what you perceive it to be—sometimes, there really is someone out to get you. Made You Up tells the story of Alex, a high school senior unable to tell the difference between real life and delusion. This is a compelling and provoking … Continue reading Book Review: Made You Up by Francesca Zappia
The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho The Alchemist tells us about the story of a boy who is in quest of his dream. Santiago, who is a shepherd, even at a young age, knows what he wants, which is to travel and see the world. He sets on going to find the treasure, which is in … Continue reading Book Review: The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho
Not everyone is as strong as people think they are (or they should be). We all should acknowledge this. Some people have the strength to break free of the chains that they wear in life. Like a hero or heroine in a tucked away novel, they tussle with life. With life's hard knocks, they fall down, … Continue reading Unpopular Opinion: Being weak is normal
I don't know what this is. What I know is I feel sad I feel beaten down I feel lost I feel scared I feel pressured I feel like crying I feel like I'm worth nothing I feel like I am drowning in the river of despair. I know this is not a good feeling. … Continue reading Untitled
Hiya there reader! It has been quite a while, by quite I mean a year or two ago maybe, since I have posted. A lot has happened in my life ever since, my worst fear included, but that is a different story for a different time. Anyhow, guess what? I AM FREAKING GRADUATING very hopefully THIS … Continue reading Hi!
Enclave by Ann Aguirre My rating: 4 of 5 stars "New York City residents, decimated by war and plague, live underground in Enclaves, barely past age 20. Deuce 15, trained as Huntress, pairs with odd Fade, who was boy Topside. Elders ignore warning, exile both. Monster Freaks, more organized, killed nearest Enclave. Guided by old … Continue reading Book Review: The Razorland Series by Ann Aguirre
These are all the reasons why I’m built with walls of insecurities yet at the same time walls of defenses and armor. And these are the reasons why I’m so afraid of getting carried away by happiness that I might forget how painful it was before.
There’s a reason why my walls are built so high, and there’s a reason it will take you longer than expected to bring them down. There’s a reason why I’m guarded.
I’m guarded because I’ve been hurt before. We all have. My weakness is that I carry the pain with me as a constant reminder that it could happen again. And while this is such a cautious way to walk through life, while instead I could be wildly sprinting, the wild sprint has made me fall and trip before, and the scrapes and burns were painful. So painful that it takes a while to try and run that fast again. So I walk, and I walk carefully noticing my surroundings because I worry if I were to ever fall that hard again, I might not be able to get back up.
I’m guarded because I’m scared…
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