“Lana, that’s my bitch—”
Lana Del Rey
The streets of neighborhoods that held you like arms in the quiet dark have found you again, and they are relentless.
When your lover talks about your problems with you and tries to sort them out, it’s his way of showing you that your affection is worth fighting for. That’s why great fathers don’t avoid these conversations, because they don’t want to lose the love you have for them.
You are perpetually working on your novella.
I look forward to Lana Del Rey’s music videos more than I look forward to most things in my life—including holidays. Ironically, both are either American or religious-based.
Shroud yourself fully in artistry. Aestheticize all your feelings. Realize that artifice has its own way of being authentic.
If there was ever a song to make Beliebers and goth teens agree that something was sacrilegious, it would probably be this.
3. Avoid Blonds. Asymptomatic carriers of Summertime Sadness, Blonds are a near-human species that exist on a strict diet of chewing gum and human hearts.
If you’re still mad about Lana Del Rey’s ‘Saturday Night Live’ appearance, you should probably just skip this track.