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Watch me

“But how could you live and have no story to tell?”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky

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my circle so small i almost cut myself off

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it’s not one of those phases i’m going through / or just a song / it’s not one of them / i’m on my own / on my own / on my own again

Lana Del Rey - The Blackest Day

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Normal People (2020)

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“No-one can truly love me because this requires the precondition that a person knows who I am.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, from Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)

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“My fear of being real, of being seen, paralyzes me into silence. I crave the touch and the connection, but I’m not always brave enough to open my hand and reach out. This is the great challenge: to be seen, accepted, and loved, I must first reveal, offer, and surrender.”

— Anna White 

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“Why work so hard when you could just be free?”

— Lana Del Rey, Swan Song

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You take a raincheck on seeing your friends once. Then once more. Then again. It’s nice to be alone, isn’t it? And you continue to stay inside.

Then you try to go out again, but it’s already been too long. Even a few months can make a difference, create a distance. People once very familiar become decreasingly so. You know you’ve missed out on a lot. You’re lucky they still see you. You know they only do because they pity you.

You know the only person you trusted probably told them about everything. And it sucks to be pitied but at least they’d know that the problem is in me, not them. Right? Or maybe they know nothing and they’re just that good, in which case you don’t deserve them.

Seeing others comes with the burden of having to put on a façade - once a talent, now a struggle.

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“But lately I’ve been thinking that I wish

Someone had told me when I was younger

More about the inhabitants that thrive off of paradise

That should they take too much,

There would be nothing left to give”

— Lana Del Rey, Paradise Is Very Fragile, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

[the-untermensch]

“Because there’s never anything you can do about the important things”

— Lana Del Rey, Tessa DiPietro, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“No one ever touched me without wanting to kill me”

— Lana Del Rey, Tessa DiPietro, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“You can’t always be waiting for you”

— Lana Del Rey, SportCruiser, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“May my eyes always stay level to the horizon

may they never gaze as high as heaven, to ask why

May I never go where angels fear to tread

so as to have to ask for answers in the sky”

— Lana Del Rey, Never to Heaven, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“You see, the things that can’t be bought can’t be evaluated, and that makes them beyond human reach

Untouchable, safe, otherworldy

Unable to be deciphered or metabolized

Something metaphysical,

like a view of the sea on a summer day on the most perfect winding road taken in from the car window

A thing perfect, and ready to become a part of the texture of the fabric of something more ethereal”

— Lana Del Rey, Salamander, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“3 alternative endings

now course through my blood on ice

But I thrive because I say I do

and because it's what I write”

— Lana Del Rey, The Land of 1000 Fires, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”

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“I've never really fallen in love

but whatever this feeling is

i wish everyone could experience it”

— Lana Del Rey, The Land of 1000 Fires, from “Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass”