i’m (not) fine.
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i’m (not) fine.

I’m positive my cause of death will be me saying, “I’m fine,” when I’m really not fine. My dad actually teases me because I say it so often. He pinches me and says sarcastically, “I know, Molly. Everything’s fine.” It’s pretty accurate though considering I continued to drive my car with the steering wheel shaking and smoke steaming from the hood … Continue reading

stay you.
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stay you.

Want to know one of my biggest fears? Nope, not heights. Not the dark, tornados, or even those horrifying hornets that fly around the yard sometimes. (ew). Here’s a hint: I am basically the textbook definition of an introvert. This means I will send an I’m busy text when I’m at home doing nothing at all. It means I’m more … Continue reading

you are enough.
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you are enough.

My cursor has been blinking for a while now—waiting for an idea to connect my mind to my fingertips so they can tap the keyboard and make the screen not so white anymore. But the screen remains white. Because I’m just…me. Other girls have Michael Kors handbags and perfect eyeliner, while I still use my backpack as a purse and don’t know how to apply eye shadow the … Continue reading