Glass, Ghosts and Other Sounds

by Rachel Lynch in ,


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bling backpack by Culture Riot

hot lips bag by Culture Riot

photos by Dustin Hollywood


2:45 AM

by Rachel Lynch in ,


rachel lynch - missguided - i hate blonde - blonde - nyfwrachel lynch - missguided - i hate blonde - blonde - nyfwrachel lynch - missguided - i hate blonde - blonde - nyfwrachel lynch - missguided - i hate blonde - blonde - nyfwrachel lynch - missguided - i hate blonde - blonde - nyfw"I'm going out sleepwalking. Where mute memories start talking. The boss that couldn't help but hurt you. And the pretty thing he made desert you. I'm going out like a baby. A naive unsatisfiable baby. Grabbing onto whatever's around. For the soaring high or the crushing down.

Hidden cracks that don't show. But that constantly just grow. You beat it in me, that part of you. But I'm gonna split us back into. Tired living in a cloud. If you're gonna say shit now, you'll do it out loud.

It's 2:45 in the morning. Waking up in an unknown place. Fade to black. Been pushed away and I'll never come back."

pinapple swimsuit by Missguided

shoes by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Stephen La Marche


Shades Of Cool

by Rachel Lynch in , ,


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Creative lovers sinking to the depths. Her baby lives in shades of pastels. Her heart is unbreakable. I bet she stood by him through it all, keep the goddess on your side. He didn't want her all the time, but it was worth it anyway. Thrown at the day so powerfully, it's romantic, it's slow.

He taps at her window, willing that she'll let him in. She writes him a story, she falls asleep in his arms. And he's gonna save her, call her baby. Lover be brave. Silver lining dancing in the sun, listening to cat power and laugher. Slow like honey. Brush strokes and blonde hair. Let us love for a while, the gift of disillusion. It's divine. Laying in the light, lost in the stories. Fragile. They feel the sweetness that they pour into everything. Lost in the only thing truly worth getting lost in. They can't help but smiling.

dress by For Love & Lemons

shoes by Giuseppe

photos by Bri Elledge


FROM EDEN

by Rachel Lynch in ,


rachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blonderachel lynch, i hate blondeIn the beginning, there was a formless wasteland, and from that wasteland came light. It separated the day from the night. Light cast itself upon earth, where vegetation and plants of all kinds grew from it's rays. Nature knew the light and grew under it's warmth in patterns unimaginable, in forests, in seas, in rivers and gardens.

From the garden of Eden came man. The breath of life. A living being. Man spoke words of beauty beyond wildest dreams. He used his voice to give names to all the fish in the sea and all the birds in the sky. And in others, man saw light, and in this light, he saw himself.

The people of the garden gave their energy to what they wanted. They manifested magic, and watched it materialize in the physical world. They didn't take their lives very personally, they practiced kindness. The electromagnetic field of everything created in nature's garden is pure, and in a state of cooperation and love. Love is the elixir of the universe, the cause of all harmonies. They bathed in this elixir and it filled them. He who has light, finds he lacks nothing.

lace cape by Nasty Gal

champagne supernova shorts by Bad Vibes

bernadette boots by Jeffrey Campbell

photos by Alix Rae


stunner

by Rachel Lynch in


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I cast myself to the sea. Stoned in paradise. The sun burnt me. Flash junk mind of a stunner. The wind is taking us away, so feathery. Acting like there is no place for such a dream. Yes, I am a dreamer and these feathers, they won't stay. Feathers and sands. I am whatever floats between. I will try and hold you, even though love is going to cast me back into the water. I take it all away, cause you taste just like the river.

coat by Nasty Gal

sweater by Wildfox

photos by Kris Kidd


cold as you

by Rachel Lynch in ,


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You have a way of coming easily to me. And when you take, you take the very best of me. So I start a fight cause I need to feel something. And you do what you want, cause I'm not what you wanted.

Oh what a shame, what a rainy ending given to a perfect day. Just walk away, no use defending words that you will never say. And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through, I've never been anywhere as cold as you.

You put up wall and paint them all a shade of gray. And I stood there loving you and wished them all away. And you come away with a great little story of a mess of a dreamer with the nerve to adore you.

dress by Nasty Gal

cowgirl hat by Nasty Gal

gladiator sandals by Nasty Gal

make up by Amanda Yensen

photos by Bliss Katherine


spider adaptation

by Rachel Lynch in ,


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I've bit into a thousand souls, it's a test to see how far a arachnid can go without herself. Now I think I've lost the only part that kept the web all in place, and now spinning exotic patterns is the only madness I let myself embrace.

I could have stayed. But I chose the lie. I chose a life. Then I realized, he might have been the one. I let it go, for a little fun.

I made a trade, gave away our days for a little fame. Now I never see your face, but it's okay, I've adapted anyway.

boysuit by Nastygal

black cape by Nastygal

photos by Fernando Gcervantes