I'd like to tell you that my sky's not blue, it's violent rain And in my world, the people on the street don't know my name In my world, I'm seven feet tall And the boys always call, and the girls do too Because in my world, I'm constantly, constantly havin' a breakthrough (Hmm) Or a breakdown, or a… Continue reading When a song is the definition of you…
My upside down is filled with: Nights to sleep - while I lie awake, Time for adventure - is the time I take, to prevent getting sick, to prevent the pain today, to prevent an asthma attack, to rest for tomorrow's plans - so I lay down, to pull the energy from anywhere around me,… Continue reading Upside Down.
It's on the days of which required a bit of venting to make it through that I have to remember: that's what "Fearlessly Making Sunshine" is all about. The name of this blog, in no way, suggests that finding happiness and warmth is easy. This world is in fact pretty cold to the touch, and… Continue reading Pause.
Facebook Memory - August 12, 2011 "How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic for the striving, and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life, you will have been all of these." -George Washington Carver 💗 Facebook Memory - August… Continue reading Memory
Purposely, you stabbed me with your words, And let them run about my mind. You found my most buried obstacle That tortured me through seemingly endless time. You knew how far to force your words, just enough to leave your conscience clean. You've brought about a fresh, new wound, That I've got no will to… Continue reading Talk About You.
I've tried to convince myself that it's an art, a skill, talent of some sort. It settled deep within me, but the intruder will not allow my mind to pin it with such descriptions. "Keep spinning it", I tell myself, in hopes of staying in the sun. Somehow, at this time, I'm unable shift what… Continue reading There will always be someone who can’t see your worth.
but I still wanna go even if they were paved in dirt." I'm not sure exactly how long today marks that my blog has been "under construction", I'm sure some have noticed. It's hard not to in some pages you click on; even the drop down menu is in a weird order! To be honest,… Continue reading “I believe streets of gold are worth the work,
-Troye Sivan https://youtu.be/3awzvNrKDsg 💙💛💖, Bailey
Chachi, Your eighth birthday hasn't been exactly as you hoped for, I know. I'm so glad that you have some good doctors, though, and you're getting taken care of well! (With all of these meds, you may be having a pretty good time today 😂). You've been a soft place for me to fall through… Continue reading Happy Eighth Birthday, PopPop!
When you see your baby hurting, helplessly - it breaks your heart! We've had a go - round with our little chiweenie (chihuahua/dachshund mix)this past week. . . It's been a lot of "should we take her to the vet?" , "I don't know, she seems fine now!" , "let's just watch her" kind of… Continue reading Some hard moments.