Hi, my name is Molly.I am studying creative writing at university and love to write, write write. I normally write poetry but have lately been getting into writing some short stories and I am working on a novel. When I am not writing I like to dance around the house singing or wake early in the morning to listen to the birds talk about their day. Sometimes I walk in the shadows with my eyes open, seeking the moonlight.I'm a country girl. I am always learning. I have a cat named Tiggles but I call him Tiggs. I am good at remembering faces but terrible with names. I love photography, music and dancing. I think a lot about the past. I bite my fingernails. I am very emotional and show my feelings, but I am loyal, nurturing and sensual. I like to cook, but I am not very neat and hopeless at multitasking. Sometimes I am confident and strong, but most of the time I'm not. I am never perfect.I thrive on kind words and being told that I am special, words are like raindrops on the flower of my love, without them my petals wither and die.I long for time with my special friends, I blossom in their company and sparkle in the sunshine of their love.I don't need gifts or material things, even though they may be pretty and make me smile,that is not the way to win my heart.Doing things for me is nice and appreciated, a helping hand is never taken for granted, but doing tasks does not make my love shine.Touch me and you will be forever mine, soft hands brushing my skin, a kiss is the way to see into my deepest soul.
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I agree with Andrew. The scenery is nice from back here. ... but it is the wrong Molly at the end of the line!
I'm back again this is my spot!
I'm back where I belong
Having my health back
Hot
fat!
I would rebel and find a way to fight back, demanding that I be given a real body (of my own choosing of course!)How would you spend your time if you knew it was the Earth's last day?
I did that once, not to make them feel bad but so that they wouldn't be embarrassed. It was this guy who thought I was someone else, and it first I thought he had just forgotten my name but by the time I realised he thought I was someone else I felt really bad about telling him that I wasn't her after all. I kept bumping into this guy everywhere.Would you spend all night on a beach and walk home in the morning light?
I will save you all the trouble, it's my spot!!
Nope I just decided to hop on behind you. I am now at the end of the line. That is the trouble with frogs, always hopping around the place. Now if you turned into a handsome prince then you would give a fair maiden her rightful place at the end of the line!
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