Colleen Brown's Blog

I need to start writing about the love and light in my life. All I’ve ever known before this was sadness and loneliness so writing back then was like a 6th sense. The only thing that suffers anymore is my writing.. and I guess I could call that a fair trade. But I won’t give up!!

I quit my job of over 5 years to start my own cleaning business and I’ve never felt more free!!!

actually my everything

celebrated 5 years of marriage (and flowers)

I was going through stuff in my basement and I came across an old picnic basket that was full of pen pal letters and pieces of art from people I used to talk to on Tumblr. God it brought back so many warm and fond memories. This website used to be my favorite safe haven - the place where I felt so understood. I wish I could go back and write down everyone’s name I used to talk to so often in hopes of still being able to be in touch today. But now all I have is letters with no names, pictures of people and places that I can’t recall and artwork that still moves me - even after all these years.

My hydrangeas are in full bloom and I’m full of bliss

Went to Las Vegas for the weekend last weekend

0/10, don’t recommend

I felt like I was in a lawless place

And that everyone was apart of the same vanity project

They said I should lose myself, so I went into the sky

It’s crazy how someone can do so many horrible things to you and still go on living like it never mattered, never happened. All the while you’re still there, holding every memory of them and just praying that those moments would disappear from your mind as fast as you did from theirs.

mostlyfiction:

“We felt the imprisonment of being a girl, the way it made your mind active and dreamy, and how you ended up knowing which colors went together.” - Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides