Colleen Brown's Blog, page 171
May 24, 2014
"I need feminism because
I’m tired of being afraid
of walking in my own driveway
to admire the..."
I’m tired of being afraid
of walking in my own driveway
to admire the stars alignment
at 2 a.m. I need feminism
because I was rasied
in a home where women
were supposed to follow
the men, but never the other
way around. I need feminism
because when I say that I
want to be able to have
the right of what I do with
my own body, I get called
weak and insensitive rather
than strong and independent.
I need feminism because
when I was 14, a boy who
was 16 and on the wrestling
team slammed my skull
into the open locker door
because I wouldn’t blow him
in the bathroom during
study hall, and I was
the one who was called
a manipulative tease
instead of the victim.
I need feminism
because if I speak my mind
I am a bitch, and not a free-
thinker. I need feminism
because I don’t want to
be afraid of saying no to
a man that I don’t know,
who is asking me if I can
just give him a chance.
I need feminism because
I’m tired of being afraid
of walking on the street
in broad daylight, waiting
for a group of horny boys
to call me demeaning names
because I won’t show them
more skin than I have
already exposed. I need
feminism because I ache
for the women who’s lives
are ended shortly just because
they wanted to go home
and not into some strangers bed.”
- "I need feminism, " - Colleen Brown
"I found out the hard way
on how loving someone who
is miles away from you
is not worth the energy..."
on how loving someone who
is miles away from you
is not worth the energy
that you put into wishing
that they were by your side.
This has not ruined my outlook
on love, but it has made me
revolt against distance.
I spent so much of my time
hoping that she would someday
be in my arms, and even more
against my skin. This has not
ruined my outlook on love,
but this has turned my mind
sour towards waiting for
someone who will never
actually be yours. When I
was finally next to her, able to
take her hand and show her
everything that I see through
my own eyes and instead of
a lens on a phone, she didn’t
have the excitement
in her eyes that I hoped for,
that she promised me she would.
This did not ruin my outlook
on love, but it did make me
question the sincerity behind
a promise. When she was
finally on the other side
of my bed, the side that she
claimed as her own long before
she knew that there was also
a side that belonged to me,
she became colder than
the other side of the pillow
that never gets to touch
the soft skin of your cheek.
This did not ruin my outlook
on love, but it did made me
doubt all of the times
where she said that she
would rather be laying next
to me then inside of a bed
that has ever only
experienced loneliness.”
- "She didn’t ruin my outlook on love, but she did ruin me," - Colleen Brown
My heart remembers
who you used to be,
who I fell in love with
from the start. You were
never this...
My heart remembers
who you used to be,
who I fell in love with
from the start. You were
never this bitter, never
this cruel. I look at you
now and all I can see
is someone who believes
that love is an unfair game.
That love was never on
your side. I look at you
now and all I can see
is everything that I once
wanted so badly
deteriorating right in-front
of my sympathetic eyes.
May 23, 2014
"So I guess this is how it’s going to
end. With you in another country
chasing after some boy..."
end. With you in another country
chasing after some boy who won’t
remember why he pursued you in the
first place. And with me alone in
country that favors criminals but
worships ignorance, with nothing but
the memories of when things
weren’t always this hard. So I
guess this is how it’s going to end.
With your body tied around
someone else’s body in hopes
that when you wake up in
the morning, everything that
happened before this moment
was just a figment of your
selfish imagination. And with
me going over every small
detail with hopes that I may find
the exact moment in time
when you decided that I could
never be enough to satisfy
your endless craving for love.”
- "So I guess this is the end," - Colleen Brown
And even when youpush me away, I will still fight for your love.Because I wouldrather be...
And even when you
push me away, I will
still fight for your love.
Because I would
rather be exhausted
from the endless
struggle of winning
over your affections,
than having to say
that I never took on
a battle at all.
I am still here. Even when you are blinded by yourown attempt...
I am still here.
Even when you are
blinded by your
own attempt at
forgetting about
love completely.
You think that you are
the only one who ended up
empty handed and bitter
with the lack of love
that...
You think that you are
the only one who ended up
empty handed and bitter
with the lack of love
that you were promised.
But I can assure you that
you are not alone in this.
It takes two lovers to make
or break something that
was so carefully created,
because not only one
set of arms can destroy
what took two lovers
so long to perfect.
Don’t get the story twisted,
my hopeless romantic.
The plot of this tragedy
was about two women...
Don’t get the story twisted,
my hopeless romantic.
The plot of this tragedy
was about two women who
only wanted love. But the
ending was of only one
who kept holding on.
And the spoiler was the
one who fought the hardest
gave up because she had
enough. She stopped trying,
while the other one claimed
herself as the hero. The one
who gave up and gave in to
to the darkness in herself
rewrote her own story,
but this time she was the one
who fell in love with her own
solitude. So please, my
hopeless romantic, don’t get
the story twisted with what
you want to believe. Because
the one who gave up had
reasons that not even
the most stubborn of people
could disagree with.
May 22, 2014
I can still taste the bitter partsof your love inside my mouth,and it somehow brings me back to the...
I can still taste the bitter parts
of your love inside my mouth,
and it somehow brings me
back to the times when your
heart always seemed colder
than your agitated hands.
it wanted to be blue for a change
it wanted to be blue for a change
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