Hi my name is Colleen. I like running I like art I like adventures and I love my man how is currently at basic.

Three simple rules in life. 1. If you do not go after what you want, you’ll never have it. 2. If you do not ask, the answer will always be no. 3. If you do not step forward, you will always be in the same place.

—(via nyu-tah)

(Source: purpleemoon, via prefontaine-lives)


"You don’t look like you’re in the military."

I must hear this response 9 times out of 10 when a person learns I’m in the National Guard. And it makes me really fucking happy.

When we’re introduced to a person who is fulfilling a given role at a given moment, it’s easy to assign that role to the individual as an identity. In actuality, you’re only seeing a facet of a complex, wonderfully multidimensional being.

Let’s all agree to remember that every single person is probably ten other people. Fighting ten other battles.

And also…wear as many goddamn hats as you please. Just make certain you do your best to wear them all really well.

(via eveninmilitarytime)

You asked me to be yours on a fall
evening as we laid in separate beds.
Even though we were apart, we
couldn’t get the other out of our heads.
With no hesitation I said yes, never with
a second guess.

Two. Three.
The packages we sent wrapped in
love and laced with the scent of our
smell, the first time I held something
of yours my tears had fell.

Four. Five.
I have found myself staring at the
map, point A to point where you’d
be. Goddamn these miles keeping
you from me.

Six. Seven.
Why is the craving of your skin
against mine the only thing that
causes pain and pleasure? No
one understands that the simple
touch is a treasure.

Eight. Nine.
The late nights of I love you. I love
you more. The thought still haunts
me, I’ve never felt this way before.

I say, “I know I am a handful, I know
I am a complete mess.”
He says,“That doesn’t make me love you
any less.”

I could cry, not because you’re gone
but because you’re still here. Everyone
else in the past just seemed to disappear.
I have realized that all the loves I’ve laid
to rest, have led me to only the best.
Just stay with me for as long as we continue
to exist, hold my hand so tight until
there’s a purple wrist.

i.c. // "Eleven Months" (via delicatepoetry)