| she is; fourteen years of age. lives in canada. has growing-longer-each-day brown, flippy hair. a few freckles. pale skin. confusing colored eyes. long eyelashes. she loves; volleyball. basketball. colors, mainly teal. being tall. dreaming. sports. photography. |









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With all my poetry, short stories, photographs, digital art, traditional art, and music, I try to create meaning and evoke intense emotion. [link] check out my profile and leave a comment or two. Thanks!
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xoxrachelle.
.thats not my name
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"You were a twisted fairy tale, a dented armor knight."
"Goodbye. Just an excuse."
"Lost. The foundation for being found."
"Love. No boundaries. No limits."
Check me out! [link] (I have photos too! XD)
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"You were a twisted fairy tale, a dented armor knight."
"Goodbye. Just an excuse."
"Lost. The foundation for being found."
"Love. No boundaries. No limits."
Check me out! [link] (I have photos too! XD)
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xoxrachelle.
.thats not my name
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R.I.P Zoey Blake Brock
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xoxrachelle.
.thats not my name
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"You were a twisted fairy tale, a dented armor knight."
"Goodbye. Just an excuse."
"Lost. The foundation for being found."
"Love. No boundaries. No limits."
Check me out! [link] (I have photos too! XD)
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xoxrachelle.
.thats not my name
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My ship went down in a sea of sound When I woke up alone I had everything A handful of moments I wished I could change And a tongue like a nightmare that cut like a blade In a city of fools I was careful and cool But they tore me apart like a hurricane.
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