Colleen Brown's Blog, page 95

"sext: I miss the way your body feels against mine. I would do anything to touch you again.sext:..."

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sext: I miss the way your body feels against mine. I would do anything to touch you again.

sext: whenever I’m or the street on anywhere in public and someone brushes up against me, I’m always hoping to turn around and that someone is you.

sext: I had a dream that we fucked last night. When I woke up, I swear I could feel you inside me.

sext: I hope when you’re kissing her, even for a moment, she can taste me.”

- "Sexts" - Colleen Brown

The biggest mistakethat I have ever madewas leaving you whenall you wanted wasfor me to stay.

The biggest mistake

that I have ever made

was leaving you when

all you wanted was

for me to stay.

"Some people think it’s cool to hate everything. That there is some strength in being able to see so..."

“Some people think it’s cool to hate everything. That there is some strength in being able to see so much negative in this already dangerous world. They call it misanthrope, I call it asshole syndrome. There’s already enough hate, violence, judgment and unfair tactics in this world, do you really think you are attractive or cool for adding on to the treatment that so many of us are trying to remove? I have seen girls making fun of other girls for loving themselves, men beating up one another for not being masculine enough or for breaking bro code and sometimes even for looking at them the wrong way. Is there a right way to look at someone when all your eyes are doing is skimming the crowd? I laugh at people who are proud to say that they hate the world or that they are better than someone for having something more expensive, of better quality. Next time you’re at a party say that there is already enough hate in this world, that all you want is peace and watch, there will be someone in that room or that house who chimes in on the conversation and demeans you for only wanting positivity. You want peace? You’re a fucking hippy. You want the world to be full of love? That will never happen, sweetie, keep dreaming. I’ve never understood why wanting unity, love and peace is a bad thing. Why if you tell others you want to better not only yourself but those around you that there is someone there waiting to dangle your past emotions in front of your face to make sure you know that you’re not perfect, that you haven’t changed, that you’re just as bad as the rest of us. So yes, I want peace, I want respectful responses even if you disagree. I want everyone to get along and everyone to put themselves in the eyes of others. I want all of this and I’m not handing out flowers on the side of the freeway to prove my point. So keep going on your rant of misanthrope, I’ll be over here with the people who see no harm in believing that everyone, even you and your self righteous hateful attitude, can change.”

- "Who taught you that it’s cool to hate everyone and everything?" - Colleen Brown

You think that you have to beheld by someone, touched by someone,loved by someone to be able to...

You think that you have to be

held by someone, touched by someone,

loved by someone to be able to avoid

loneliness. But I can tell you with experience

that I have been inside the arms of someone

who loved me with every fiber of their being

and still I laid there next to them

and have never felt loneliness as strong

as I did in that sentimental one-sided moment.

"My parents believe in miracles. Since my siblings and I were young they told us to never..."

“My parents believe in miracles. Since my siblings and I were young they told us to never underestimate the power of a miracle. Now we’re all above the age of 21 and they tell us that it’s a miracle that all of us are still alive. My father once told me when I thought ending my life sounded better than losing my first boyfriends love, that his greatest fear is picking up the phone to hear the sigh of a police officer on the other line telling him and my mother that they think they found one of their children and to come to the hospitals morgue to identify the body. My parents say it’s a miracle that all of my siblings and I still talk on a daily basis. My father hasn’t talked to his brother in over 25 years and sometimes can’t remember the way his hair looks. But then he remembers that his brother resembled the features of their father and is then reminded that he lost him too but in a more permanent way. My mother calls my brothers, my sister and me her own miracle. She said that even if our father had a part in the creation that it was her body that molded us, carried us and delivered us into this world. When I was born the doctor told my mother and father that they weren’t able to see me for a week, take me home for two weeks and coddle me for a month. My father said when those seven days, the longest week of his entire life passed, he saw my blue toned body beneath incubator lights. He said my whole hand fit around his entire pinky and asked God to perform one more miracle, just this last one. The next day my lungs didn’t collapse, I could breathe on my own and in two days, they were able to take me home. My mother and father call us their miracles, call their so far lived life a miracle, and tell my siblings and I to treat every single day like it had been gifted to us. My parents believe in miracles and to tell you the truth, even on bad days, I do too.”

- "My parents believe in miracles," - Colleen Brown

movie recommendation?

movie recommendation?

"I’ve spent these past few years alone.Coming home to an empty bed,cooking for one, only..."

“I’ve spent these past few years alone.

Coming home to an empty bed,

cooking for one, only taking out one plate

and one coffee cup. All my friends ask me

how I can do this. How I can manage

being alone and not getting swallowed

by loneliness. I tell them it’s easy,

that I’ve done this for so long that I hardly

even think about it. These past few years

have been about living for myself

and even if I don’t tell them the partial truth

that sometimes I’d rather be held

by someone than my own arms,

I’m making the best of sleeping next

to my loneliness.”

- Colleen Brown

I’m trying to rememberhow happiness felt beforeI met you. Picking up the pieces of my old...

I’m trying to remember

how happiness felt before

I met you. Picking up

the pieces of my old life

seems impossible but I must

do it and I must go on living

if even if that living without you.

I am Lorelai Gilmore.

I am Lorelai Gilmore.

Hi, I am the girl who told you about the LDR I'm in and how my boyfriend proposed the idea of an open relationship. We worked everything out, and he apologized and has stopped bringing up, but I feel awful. :/ I feel like he's going get too lonely and find

If you want to talk about this more, love, message me personally if you can. It’s much easier to speak back and forth and it’s much easier for me to be able to be completely open with my thoughts on this subject. I hope you feel better soon, love. Hope to hear from you soon.