Somewhere out there is a boywho loves a girlwho loves a boy<3 #doublentendres
Dear Friend, I don't even know how to begin this blog post, for every time I try and force the thoughts in my brain to jump onto the paper I come up blank. It has to be something real and genuine and filled with what God has been teaching me, but I don't even know … Continue reading How to Fall in Love: Step 1
It is high time I introduced myself! My name is Molly Mayo and I am a twenty-something just going through life. This is my outlet. Where all my thoughts, ideas, opinions, curiosities and dreams all culminate. I write for the lone traveler, the thoughtful companion, the hopeless romantic. The one searching for answers and the … Continue reading this is me.
You care about me, at least, that's what they say. They say a lot of things; but, don't we all? This shirt, this dress, that hair, that doll- perfect replicas of an imperfect wall. The madness is a weight falling heavy on my plate. Ambition, dreams, goals, success, a looming fog, … Continue reading They Say//My Belief//Your Voice
I love it when they sometimes laugh. It's infinitely superior to when they fall into silence The words dominating the silence deafening. Please clap, smile, or wink, But whatever you do, don't stop to think.
Jarod entered the Starbucks in fatigues; his hair perfectly buzzed and his spirit not yet calloused. He put in an order for a peppermint mocha and after a few moments he walked to a booth in the very corner of the café where he knew Anthony would be sitting. Sure enough, a young man was … Continue reading No Tags
A giant box of Tyler's painting supplies was in the trunk and he just felt that today was going to be a good day. It was this carefree attitude that stimulated the 65 mile an hour curve. About the time blue lights flashed, Tyler realized too late that the speed limit was not whatever he wanted it to be.
I held my breath and balled up my fist ready for a fight I can't resist Anger, frustration, who can I blame? My fist fell limp as I failed the game. Some days are longer than those before Forever waiting for what's in store. Tired of patience and this long life Words and manners meant … Continue reading The Night’s Whispers