Just a butterfly

Private II OC RP blog for Colleen Trager II Mun & Muse 21+ II FC: Jennifer Connelly & Occassioanlly Brittany Murphy II tracking: @colleenmurphy I icons are NOT mine unless stated || this is a side blog

[allthedesiredusernamesaretaken]

... sound of rebellion ...

Rory Gallagher's 1961 Fender Strat

Gone too soon ... remembering the legendary, virtuoso, quiet, humble but brilliant guitarist, singer and songwriter who left us 30 years ago today.

[colleenmurphy]

Looks like I may need a new power adapter chord for the laptop so I may be quiet for a bit. I'm still here...just not *here* if that makes sense. Sending all the love and just as many hugs <3

[midnightinshadow]

[kmnysak]

[mxgicshxrd]

Check This Out!!||Col n Lizzie

@colleenmurphy

Lizzie walks up to Col, after running downstairs of Headland House, holding an old transistor radio. "Col, check this out!!! Isn't this awesome??"

[mxgicshxrd]

Liz nodded her head, a soft smile stealing over her face, just after she put the radio down on the counter where she kept her phones, in the kitchen.

The sun had made a rare appearance in Santa Carla, and she stood in the light, soaking it up. The smile changed to a more sardonic one, at the last statement regarding bonfires and dunes.

Cocking her eyebrow at Col, her eyes stole to the farthest end she could see from Headland House kitchen. She could almost make out the lighthouse before Hudson's Bluff.

"I remember it well, my dear friend. Remember when I told you of another type of bonfire?? There were copious amounts of fluid that I came across."

She had come across the remnants of that bonfire, during the day, after feeling a tremendous pull that she had followed past a cove just out of the way of the main Santa Carla beach.

[colleenmurphy]

Colleen's stomach clenched at the memory. She could almost smell the surf and the smoke from the bonfires. Something else clung to the air around her for a moment or so felt.

"Yes...I've been meaning to talk to you. That time seems so fuzzy to me. Like it didn't exist...does that make sense? Like it was a dream."

Colleen remembered dancing under moonlight with Lizzie by the light of bonfire. Others were there, laughs and whoops were heard. Far off music from a transistor radio. Exploring by the light of the moon. She'd come to love nautilus shells because of that beach by Hudson's Bluff.

[thoughtkick]

“On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.”

— Jules Renard

[dappermouth]

The pool’s gone overgrown.

[colleenmurphy]

[deadlyxgentleman-archive-blog]

This is an open invitation to ask my muse whatever you damned well please.

Inbox is always open and I know someone must hold curiosities.

[mxgicshxrd]

Check This Out!!||Col n Lizzie

@colleenmurphy

Lizzie walks up to Col, after running downstairs of Headland House, holding an old transistor radio. "Col, check this out!!! Isn't this awesome??"

[colleenmurphy]

@mxgicshxrd

"Oh wow! I haven't seen one of these radios in...at least twenty years! Reminds me of the one my mom kept in her car when we used to go to beach out on Rock Island."

Smiling at the memory of hot New England summer days spent at the tidy little strip of beach she and her family and later she and Lizzie would go to. A little tug at her heart was felt as she looked at the colors. They reminded her of many happy times spent with people that made her life whole and peaceful. The blue and yellow reminded her of her Granny Delaney's kitchen.

"Do you remember back in high school when we used to go out to Rock Island with those brothers that used to come out for the summer? The bonfires and the dunes."

[colleenmurphy]

[jca-archive]

Akiyoshi Terashima, from Photographers Index 1 (1985)

[beauty-surrounds-us]

[mxgicshxrd]

@maggiemaystansfield, @colleenmurphy

[colleenmurphy]

[colleenmurphy]

[thoughtkick]

“The funny thing is when you start feeling happy alone, that’s when everyone decides to be with you.”

— Jim Carrey

[thoughtkick]

“You will search for me in another person, I promise.”

— Unknown