1. 1 year ago 

   Mollie Miller

   They’re playing the Decemberists in the starbucks by my office. It reminded me of you.

2. 1 year ago 

   Hey Apple/Tumblr people

   Can you please update the App for this shit? Haha. Thanks :).

   Anyways. I wanna do something today but I just don’t know what yet.

3. Notes: 1 / 1 year ago 

   Tumblr already confuses me. But the app for my iPhone doesn’t make it much better.

4. Notes: 1 / 1 year ago 

   MOLLIE!

   Uhmm. So I have a new phone and new number. Idk how I'm supposed to give it to you that's not Tumblr though?
5. 1 year ago 

   Silence

   The saying that silence is deafening, is very true. I sit here in the absolute solitude of my bedroom, and I hear nothing at all. That silence beats on my eardrums, and makes them bleed. Imagining myself laying here and wasting away what little life I’ve been granted makes me hate what I seem to have become thus far. I’ve said before I was going to change, that I was going to make something of myself. I think I’m slowly failing. I have no drive. I feel as if I have lost all desire. But then I think to myself (and I’ve had a lot of time to think lately) and I remember, I’m driven to succeed. I’m driven to be better then the generation before me. I’m driven to live more than anyone has lived before. 

   Today is the day that I get off the side of the road and continue down the path to which I set on so many years ago. Today is the day that I begin to realize my dreams can come true. I have talent and the resources, now it’s up to me. No more excuses, no more playing the “blame game”. 

   A lot of shit has happened to me over these last nearly 20 years. A lot of obstacles that I’ve had to overcome. Some so great that many people would have just given up then, and succumbed to a life of wallow and self-pity. I’ve found myself there a few times, many in fact. But I’ve always come up, and risen from the ashes of tragedy. It’s time for me to do that again. It’s time for me to show myself again. 

   Tomorrow. Monday 26 July 2010, I will once again take the reigns and start where I left off. Will you join me on what promises to be a grand adventure?

   Baby, I’m back.

6. 1 year ago 

   I think its funny that you post things on tumblr because you know I’ll see them.

   molliethewhippoorwill:

   Oh well.

   Ahahahahahah! Dumb bitch. XD

7. 2 years ago 

   So anyway.

   (via molliethewhippoorwill)

   Maybe you should check your formspring. Just maybe.

8. 2 years ago 

   Over analyzation

   So I’m sitting here over-thinking.

   I had a convo with mother earlier, and it really got me thinking. When we die, that’s it. We lose control of everything. Even if we have a will, or something like that, there is NO WAY for us to make absolute, 100% sure that our final wishes are fulfilled.

   We might leave something for someone, and they just might not get it. A family member could come and raid my house and take everything before it’s been distributed how I wanted it to be. My assets could be frozen, and transferred to where I don’t want it. 

   My will could be lost, destroyed, or hidden….and no one would know, and even if someone did know, there might be no way of proving it. 

   I’m constantly in control of my life, and every breath I take has a methodical meaning behind it, I don’t want to lose that. Ever. 

9. 2 years ago 

   Listening to

   Disturbed reminds me of Mollie like hella hella. aha

   This bitch needs her telephonic device to be returned to active service. Please and thank you.

10. 2 years ago 

    Let’s take the time to wipe the blood away

    I’ve finally just broken down and cried. It felt horribly wonderful. 

    I think I’ve reached rock bottom. This must be it. I don’t think I could feel any lower then I do right now. At this point right now, I want it all to be over. I want to end it all. I don’t see any reason not to. I mean nothing is ever going to change, it will remain the same. 

    I’ve failed myself and I cannot forgive myself. I am everything I never wanted to be. It’s not to late to fix it, but I don’t have the strength. I don’t have the will to carry on. I’m just going to sit here and rot in my own self loathing hatred. This is what I have become. I mere shell of the person I used to be. I’ve given up hope of ever finding myself again. He comes back for a little while, but he always just leaves again. He’s never here to stay. He’s given up, he doesn’t care. He sees it’s all just a charade.

    If I could go back in time and fix everything I would. Because then I wouldn’t be who I am today. Hate is a strong word that I don’t use lightly….I hate myself.

Gurrrrl! I'm fab.

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