mols:

Thank god the stars don’t judge us for what we do beneath them.

So at work we have a “Tips for Tuition” jar and customers give us tips and stuff and sometimes if they’re friendly and it’s not too busy they ask us where we go to school and what we’re doing

And I fucking hate when people hear that I’m in music school and that I want to be a singer and they just respond with a slightly condescending “Well, good luck with that”

Fuck you, I’m going to be a successful musician and that’s that so fuck you

And even if I struggle financially at some points I will be doing what I love and that’s why I win while you sit in a cubicle all day.

Anonymous asked: Being rejected repeatedly isn't a sign that something is wrong with you. It is about you and those around you finding what they choose to surround themselves with. Sometimes, it's a wrong decision, and it hurts. Sometimes it's the right decision for one but still hurts the other. As a musician, you have and will experience a lot of rejection. And it's personal because it's your whole self. You just have to remember why you do it. Why do you keep singing? Why do you keep loving? Because YOU must.

You are absolutely right, anon. Without my music and my ridiculous tendency to love way too hard, I would not be me. And every rejection I’ve ever had to deal with usually ended up leading to something new and better anyways. I know everything falls into place as it should eventually.

P.S.

I wish you weren’t anonymous.

Molly’s foolproof confidence-booster and boredom cure

Take a really long shower and be really clean and then put on a pretty sundress and heels and make yourself look really nice and find some cool shades to wear in the car while you blast happy music and make a 5 minute trip to the bank.

This goes for everyone. Although the dress and heels part it might be a little more fulfilling and normal if you’re a woman.

REALLY THOUGH

There’s nothing to do in this damn town. Except smoke a lot of weed.

On nights like this, where I’ve just spent 6 hours working my ass off and I smell like ice cream, I would usually be with my best friends in Connecticut or I’d be cuddling on a couch here in Sutton. But I’ve been to Connecticut like twice so far and there has yet to be any cuddling here in Sutton. I wish last summer wasn’t so perfect because then I wouldn’t have any expectations.