sooh, you have a question fer meh, yah?

_Rachel_

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NYC.

25.

In a Relationship.

I am the product of my past self.
A writer before anything else.

I teach more than just English in high school, I teach them to appreciate the world and the various art that has been left over time.

I read to live through impossible adventures.
I write to create new ones for the dreamers who will come after me.
I sketch/paint for what I struggle to describe in words.



I love Brooklyn, food, fashion, art, movies, books, Marvel, Batman, & music.



:WARNING:
This blog may contain fangirl feels, a sweet tooth for fashion, a heart for music & a peek into what I love.
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
I’m afraid I’ll be a book that no one reads. Music that no one listens to anymore. I’m afraid I’ll be abandoned like a movie playing in an empty theater.
There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.
For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life.
Don’t hang with people who make you justify your vibe. Black holes don’t give the light back.
A poem begins with a lump in the throat.