i could never tell you what i want love,
i see my world so clearly, but i can hardly see you.
you sit stoned in a haze, while others bloom around you,
i sit with the furry and the fear of an unlived life.
by Rachel Lynch
i could never tell you what i want love,
i see my world so clearly, but i can hardly see you.
you sit stoned in a haze, while others bloom around you,
i sit with the furry and the fear of an unlived life.
by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
“she categorically refused to acknowledge artistic or social limits that were not self-imposed. she also had a deep reservoir of confidence in her ability as an artist that was unusual even for a more mature painter. it was not misplaced.”
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by Rachel Lynch
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by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
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by Rachel Lynch
When you are great, you don’t focus on a month,
When you are great, you don’t focus on a year,
you look at the 24 hours ahead, and you live.
xx
by Rachel Lynch
by Rachel Lynch
when you hang around average people, all they will do is argue for their limitations.
you have a choice on how you respond to to your pain, your limits.
i have always found something deep down within,
so i can’t empathize if you never rise.