I’m Molly Rose, I’m nineteen and my birthday is on the second day of June.
I’m a daughter, a sister, a friend, a queer, a college student, a worker, a mentor, a singer, an actress, a lover, and a fighter.
I’m outspoken and stubborn, Irish and Sicilian. I’m extraordinarily single. The concept of forever alone doesn’t frighten me, though I have found that the thought of sharing a life with someone, be they your partner or best friend or both, doesn’t sound so bad after all.
Likes: Beach walks, collecting sea glass, New England, New York City, Boston, singing, sleeping all day, the first few days of warm weather after winter, foxes, new hair cuts, family, working, animals, friendly smiles, summertime, comic books, vintage clothing, film and cinematography, psychology, anything and everything to do with music, long car rides, snuggling, travelling, starting short stories and never finishing them, sense memory, the word splice, non-organized religion and spirituality, makeup and hair color, tattoos, getting tan naturally, the story of other people’s lives, winter in the city, the pursuit of happiness, girls with peculiar names.
Dislikes: People with bad work ethic, people who live off government benefits while they’re perfectly capable of working and have no long-term illnesses, injuries, or handicaps, kissing (though I have actually begun to learn to enjoy it), pompousness, blogs that reblog promo contest posts, overstimulation, people who are rude to retail workers, physical stress manifestations, “If you don’t reblog this you have no soul” or “this won’t make your blog ugly”, people who start every post with fact: or truth:, people with a naturally miserable disposition, mental health disorders, car accidents.
Most of my content is reblogged. I do a fair amount of text posts.
None of the content on my blog is mine unless I source it as such, you know the drill.