Mollyyoung's Journals

033

Conjuring up our melancholy,
"Oh, we can't go on!"
Certain our sadness was necessary;
Oh, we've been so wrong.

And all that distance that we dispatch
Won't ever help us feel less alone.

Stop all that dark and senseless brooding:
Sing a different song.

Don't get dramatic; this ain't the movies;
Turn the camera off.

Yeah, all that acting seemed fine at first
But we've been playing this part for too long.

Being one in almost 7 billion people to share this planet (not to mention every other organism) is bound to shed a harsh light on the possible potential of one's importance in this world. But know this: Everything is the reason why everything else is.

Every action, thought, emotion and, especially, lack of action effects/affects the next millisecond of everything else, everywhere else. Worth is the most perceptive perspective. You can choose to harness your potential or decide to just vainly wallow and submit. Either way, it's your own fault. Accept responsibility, and don't base your self-worth on your ASSUMPTIONS of what others may or may not think of you. You are in control of the way you let yourself continue to feel. If you don't like who/what you are/do...CHANGE IT. It really is that simple. Everyone/everything is vital to the progression/perpetuality of this universe. For instance: If a mother has a miscarriage, and that baby is never even born, the world is not and never will be the same without it. Or with it. Every mosquito that passes away may have potentially been a mosquito to contract Malaria and assist in spreading it throughout some African village. Or not. There are nothing but infinite possibilities in this fluctuating life. Be your own God.

Keep your chin up, kid. Sorrow is gorgeous, but useless unless you use it advantageously in regards to your perception of polarity: The deeper the sadness you've endured, the greater the glee you can enjoy.

Turn that Pain/Doubt into something useful, instead of dealing with it as is and succumbing to apathetic acceptance. Dormancy and stagnant indifference are ruining this world. You're too wonderful and individual to avoid being a part of The Solution.

had to put this up so I wouldn't loose it... it's written by this guy named Poem. he's a singer/songwriter... you should check him out on myspace!

032

anywhere you go, anyone you meet
remember that your eyes, can be your enemies

031

listening to self conclusion by the spill canvas

Yeah we all flirt with the tiniest notion
Of self conclusion in one simplified motion
You see the trick is that you're never supposed act on it
No matter how unbearable this misery gets

(one of my favorites by them- besides your evil soul)

and tired as fuck.

030

I live in the past and I dislike it.

The weather's been so nice I can't help but look through old pictures.

there's so many more I could put up, but I wont... I would take me for fucking ever.

but somehow looking through these pictures always makes me sad.

I guess it just bothers me that things will never be the way they were.

I hate change. I mean really really really hate change. It's just something I've never gotten used to. I like feeling comfortable in my life, change fucks that up. This whole year has been fucked up, it's been a good year don't get me wrong, but fucked up. and truthfully I'm nervous for what's to come; it's different and I don't know if I can handle it. Well, I know I can I just don't know how easy it will be.

I find myself constantly thinking about it.

But I paint to get my mind off things like this. It's just so relaxing to listen to music with all my windows open and paint.

The warm weather gets me in such a better mood, it's astonishing.

(Prom tomorrow can't fucking wait)

029

just a reminder

i need to buy:

~~augustana's new cd~~

the weepies- ~~Hideaway~~/ Say I am You

what made milwaukee famous

toyoko police club/ the kooks/the wombats

paper rival

~~white tie affair~~

~~Lydia- Illuminate~~

Iron and Wine- The Shepherd's Dog

~~Death Cab for Cutie- Narrow Stairs~~

~~The Spill Canvas- Honestly, I Doing Okay~~

Elliot Smith

Tilly and the Wall

028

I know the last page so well
I can't read the first
So i just don't start

I wanna know what it's like
On the inside of love
Of course i'll be alright
I just had a bad night

027

I'm not being selfish
I'm just being ignored

026

the days are getting so much better

I cannot wait for summer

and summer plans.

warped tour anyone?

025

(He didn't unbutton your blouse to see.
A better view of your heart.
Oh yeah, can't blame you for trying.)

024

my nights have become torturous again.

I try to keep my mind of it by going on this stupid thing, drawing, hw or this
for example.

but nothing seems to work.

my days have gotten better, a lot better, but when night falls it leaves and I'm left with what I've tried so hard to depose of.

I don't even know you.
You won't even know I'm gone.
Was it something I did wrong.