Bah,

I told myself I'd post something every day, but who knew looking after a 6 month old would take so much time away from the day!

I'll have to queue some stuff when I have the time.

Anyways, hello world!

I made the CUTEST bird's nest out of some jute cord I bought from Walmart and of course, my favourite thing EVER -- mod podge! It turned out great and I am really proud of it. We're hitting the flea market today (ee!) and I am looking for some more stuff to add to my already growing craft bin. :)

I hope you all are having a wonderful day, and it brings wonderful things to you.

Why being extremely empathetic sucks.

empathetic:
showing empathy or ready comprehension of others' states;

Family disputes are hard to deal with. It's hard to sit back and let the ones you love duke it out while you silently pick a side and hope to God this is all done soon.

Unfortunately, these things are extremely hard for me.

As I type, I listen to my 12 year old sister carry much too big a burden for her heart. I'm overwhelmed with emotion that seems to be radiating from her; Anger, frustration, confusion and more than anything else, ferocious loyalty towards our mother. I've tried to tell her it isn't any of our business, and to let the "adults" handle it (although they aren't acting much like adults right now..), but she won't have it. Thus, I sit in her room with her, listening to her tell me what she would say and what would happen and how much better it would make things.

I'm also swimming in her feelings.

I've always been super sensitive. I've always put the needs of the ones I care about first, and I've always been passionately devoted to my friends, my beliefs and what I believe is right. This sensitivity and strong opinions have lead to me wanting to know how someone could possibly think any differently.

I'm very open minded, and love simply listening, so at a young age, that's what I began to do. I was very shy and soft-spoken, but very smart. I'd analyse a room before going in and playing, so I'm told, and if I didn't like what I saw, I'd stay back with Mum or Dad.

My analyzing habits come naturally now, and I have been analyzing people and situations for a long time. I hurt when they hurt, I laugh when they laugh, and am easily effected by their moods and feelings.

So that's why it sucks. I'm not involved in this family feud whatsoever, and I can't help feeling angry all the time. I feel better now that I've had a chance to write this though. A lot better.

Thank you, blog.
xo

Freedom

Whenever I'm feeling blue
I can't help but
think of you
and how you're doing

I hope everything that was good for me
is even better for you.

I'm sorry I write to you now,
but please, don't withdraw

I hate to do this,
compromise my freedom

But I've never wanted anything but
what I've never had for you.

It isn't like you to go on and break my heart
Again.
But I can't go on without asking,

Will you set me free?

Can I finally take flight
break these shackles
and go?

I'm not afraid to say how I feel,
even though we've both moved on
I've got a good man,
and I'm sure you're doing fine.
I'm sure you're doing fine.

But that possibility that someone like you, who deserves so much happiness, is unhappy keeps me awake at night. Waking up in the moonlight, cold sweats, and dilated eyes, I'm thinking about you. Sleep in my eyes, and hurt in my heart I want to make you happier than they can. I can't, because although my eyes light up like the stars, and my smile as bright as the moon, I'll always be just another lonely night for you.

Enough lonesome, set me free.

Tell me I'm just like them, and tell me I'm not what you want. Tell me you chose her over me and tell me she's the most wonderful thing you've ever had and her hair smells like your paradise and her hands are like mine but softer;

because God knows these hands are rough.

Just tell me please, tell me I'm free to go.

I'm baaaack

For today anyways!

Hi guys, somehow I'm still getting a couple views, so that means that some people know I'm still here. I took a break out of frustration because Google disabled my AdSense account. It's not that I had money on there or anything; It was more the fact that it was cancelled for something I had no knowledge or control over. Regardless, I'd like to improve my writing and give my family a little more insight as to what's going on in my life, because I know the only ones checking in on me is them. ;)

Lately, I can't get enough of crafts! It started out as a simple coaster idea and is quickly snowballing into bigger and badder projects! Today I made 5 bracelets (and counting..) and came up with an idea to print off DIY tutorials and put them in a binder, rather than cry and sob because I can't afford the gorgeous crafting books I want. It's all about DIY ladies and gents!

Speaking about do-it-yourself, today was a very do-it-yourself kind of day. I let Jaime-Rose curl my hair with a sock. She's pretty excited about it and I hope it turns out nice. Let's hope it turns out as beautiful as she thinks it will. Hahaha, pictures to come hopefully.

Anyways, thank you for reading everyone. It really really makes me smile that people are still checking in on me after I've been gone for so long.