c o m p l a i n t s

I'm TIRED of never having enough time.


I'm tired of being hit


I'm SICK and tired of dealing with stupid people.
I'm tired of having no money. I'm tired of the smell in my car


I'm tired of having expectations and NOT meeting them. I'm tired of my alarm clock
I'm tired of the SAME arguments.


I'm tired of TIP TOEING around peoples feelings.


I'm tired of being compared ( it makes me tired of being me )


I'm tired of being alone. 


I'm tired of being ORDINARY

Love

Love is something you don't choose, it just happens.
It's sacrificing.
Love is a look. Love is giving up the last bite.
It's trusting.
Love is everlasting.

Dreams

These are dreams that I've always wanted and dreams that I will always have until they come true.

I have a dream of becoming a mother and a wife. That I'll have enough credits to graduate high school. 

I have a dream of being financially stable when I grow up. That I'll be able to pay for college. 

That I'll have 4 little boys and maybe a little girl.

I have a dream that when I get older my children will be normal. That I won't get fat. That my husband will never leave me, I'll be married to that one person forever. 

That nothing horrible will happen to me or anyone in my family. 

I have a dream of a cute little house with a white picket fence, a nice garden with a nice yard. 

Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone.

it's raining the streets are empty it's dark I've got my ipod in.

I walk alone. I walk alone.

i don't have any shoes on I'm on a road that looks like it has no end there are just fields on either side of me

I walk alone. I walk alone. 

in my head I see all the people that I've disappointed, everyone that I've ever been rude too, all the people I wasn't brave enough to talk to

I walk alone. I walk alone.

I start running to find the end of loneliness but I never do because I walk alone. I walk alone. I start seeing all the people that have hurt me or done me wrong and I realize I don't want to find the end of the road because all of that stuff will just repeat itself because I was meant to walk alone. 

I'm thinking about you

I'm thinking about you like peanut butter thinks about jelly, like a pregnant women think about their belly. I'm thinking about you like addicts think about drugs, like grass thinks about bugs, like hot chocolate thinks about mugs, like New York thinks about thugs. I'm thinking about you like the moon thinks about the stars, like rockstars think about gituars, like drunks think about bars. I'm thinking about you like a pen thinks about ink, like pigs think about pink, like a genius thinks about think...ing. I'm thinkin bout you like zippers think about zipping, like sippy cups think about sipping. I'm thinking about you like a car thinks about gas, like beans think about gas. I'm thinking about you like thunder thinks about rain, like boxers think about pain, I'm thinkin about you cause you're the only thing on my brain.

you are under Direct Orders to rock out

rock out like you just bought a new pair of shoes
rock out like you just won a game
rock out like a state champion
rock out like there is no volume limit on your ipod
rock out like its a Friday
rock out because your parents extended your curfew
rock out because your almost done with high school
rock out like its a national holiday and you don't have to set your alarm
rock out like you didn't fail
rock out cause your parents are still around and are still together.
rock out like it will fix all your problems
rock out like your on the top of Everest
rock out like you just out ran the cops
rock out like you just got your first kiss
rock out like its December 20, 2012
rock out like he just smiled at you
rock out like your mom just made brownies
rock out like its our birthday
rock out like your home alone and you can do whatever you want
rock out like your favorite band just came to town and you just won tickets on the radio
rock out like you just got your braces off
rock out like your parents are proud
rock out like you just got your school pictures back and they actually look good
rock out like your favorite store is having a sale 
rock out like you just realized life goes on
rock out like your in the audience for "Oprah's favorite things" show

Intro

“Quality begins on the inside... and then works its way out.”

  ~Bob Moawad

I'm not the best at expressing my feelings, just because I'm always scared of what other people are going to think of me.. is that stupid? Yes it is, I know I shouldn't care what other people think but what can I say?
I'm human.
I'm writing on this blog because I have a quality inside and it needed a way out and I figure a blog is a pretty great way to let that out.
I don't know what to say you can expect from this blog but the truth.
I promise to put what I'm really thinking.
Hello Blog world I'm Molly