“The solace of such work as I do with brain and heart lies in this – that only there, in the silences of the painter or the writer can reality be reordered, reworked and made to show its significant side. Our common actions in reality are simply the sackcloth covering which hides the cloth-of-gold – compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfill it in its true potential – the imagination.” – L.D.

I am just a woman that likes to write and sketch occasionaly. Everything on here is a mix of old and new, depending on my mood.

Comments are always welcome. :)

P.S. My real name is Rachel.

Featured Writing
The Hardest Thing
Seeing You See Me
Catch Me
I would love to tell you I love you
For A Moment
To Go On
The Things We Don’t Talk About
Our Mouths Meet Like Magnets Attracting
I want more
Even When I Have Days Like Today
My Fault
You And I Need To Have Words
Silent Attack
She has opened something in me
I Have Only Met You
My Heart Grows
Every dose of you
I’m so sick of loving you
A million pieces of blue
You Blow My Mind
Only A Visitor
A Heart Piece Exchange Program
Into Our Future
The Fight
I will
Poisoned Arrow
I jumped, You ran.
My Heart Is Crashing
Car Wreck
Something New
Your Eyes
There are things I haven’t said
Beauty Is She
Garden Of Sadness
Things are, there is
Body of Braille
Up to you
It’s a musical lyrical happening
Your Accusations Are False
Swimming In A Sea Of Red Tears
I wish
Spider’s Web
The Crying
You Can’t Just Jump Back In
There Is A Truth Inside Me
Sick Of The Rejection
My Heart Is Hurting
Red Is The Color
Bubble Gum Lips
She tries to hide
I sleep to dream, and take my dreams alone

  • Joined: June 2009
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