salvatore

if i was told to shed my current layer of wilted and frackled skin in order to rebirth my metallic maneuvering flesh into the newly exposed sunlight for my innocent child to bear her bountiful and feathered wings i would do so in a heartbeat but i am a measly intangible blob of .⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞ and .⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞.⃞circulating and weaving in between rocket ship garbage orbiting the crusted heated earth wailing into the cosmos

end my suffering god

dumb fugly stalk of cucumber if ur so happy relese yosemite I DARE u

STUNNING

in under a month it'll have been half a year since she first teased Cinnamon, and a few weeks over a year since she first teased Happiness Is A Butterfly and 1 week after that will be the 2-year anniversary of the first time she put Yosemite's presence into public words and sent out those fateful scripts into the perceivable universe, making their way to my unholy and dilapidated mind before lighting my fire anew. amen

bweeeeee zizizizizo!$!#!

i have 100% excitement for NFR and cannot wait to see my years of prayer and sacrifice to receive my reparations and good karma cashed in on her best song ever made to be on the album and while everyone deserts LB and the hype train i will be the sole remaining squatter hunching over the bar stand chewing on glass bottles and turning the sandlot into a game of house until the northwesterly winds tumble through the barren desert town and collapse one of the 5 remaining houses under the friction and wear-a-way of sprawling sands and harsh sunlight burning nerve endings into the inanimate smoke-scented wooden structures

brb logging into pardixiums phone

the production she teased for HtD on the insta live was absolute garbage, y'all can't appreciate stripped back production and would rather take ugly and cheap beats cause at least u can shake ur saggy bag of dog bone asses to it

yeah it's gonna be kinda hard to bind, ship, and keep in tact a bunch of poetry books bound via violet stems instead of twine or string :/

i'm reporting this entire account how fucking dare u

i-...sis where that tracklist is cursed and will not be spoken into existence. dleelte it

the smoke and tears and fire slipped through the inner corners of my eyes and filled my head with the imaginings of a timeline not yet lost and a timeline yet to be realized within our conceivable universe..ladies i see it, the emotions are flavored with citrine and old bodega shops, the smell of seaweed and cigar smoke..it's perceivable and reclaimable MAC is number 1 the saltine waves of a white girl's poetry book painting the picture of the pier in which a boy misunderstood her sadness is bound to crash along the pacific coast highway, splashing it's glittering teardrops of earth's blood into a string section only In Your Car could carry; the title track for the first time ever will be number third in the voting and the set list but not the concierto sets how to disappear deserves to be the come down from the rock and psydelia highs of Venice Bitch, accompanied by two other songs..with her greatest light being second to last before How to Disappear serves as a prologue, a memory, and a scene of immaculate reminiscing before she goes on hiatus to release her 2nd poetry book, get married, unreleased 25 + deepcuts record, a christmas album, then her fully fledged surf dream glame haze pop heralded by ukelele and timmering drums with ambient samples on LDR7 in late spring or late summer 2022 1. mariner's apartment complex 2. in your car.... 3. norman fucking rockwell 4. 5. Cinnamon 6. Bartender 7. 8. Hope is a Dangerous thing For me To Have- But i Have It [either 7 or 8, finishing act 1 of the album, a realistic, faltering reassuredness within lana..hit from maturity to realism] 9. Happiness is a Butterfly [directly after Hope, goes from piano and unfurls into sonic waves of god] 10. [a song that goes from psychelic back into a folkier, malase ending..allowing VB to pick up it's steam] 11. Venice Bitch 12. Yosemite [the finale, the last word, the final laugh, the consitution written in blood with the wax sealed straight from lunar light] 13. How to Disappear

the smells of norman fricking rockwell architecutre- sharpie fluid happiness is a butterfly- aloe vera yosemite- burnt vanilla cinnamon- ginger chews sylvia plath- gasoline

describe each norman rockwell song in 1 word i'll start mariner's apartment comlplx- balmy, gentle venucci pussy- breezy, lustrous how to precipitate- morose, urban sylvia plath- bleak, honest yosemite- tender, agleam

who's paying fine china to be a seat warmer

chaotic. wonderful

i appreciate ur name would u like to join another cult

:DDDD

who wants to attend my seminar on the 5-year long process that's been leading up to norman fucking rockwell's creation as a result of best american record and y*semite being the metaphorical adam and eve to lana's potential magnum opus' garden of eden and how each song is a symbol for both her lovelife pre and post career blowup and how best american record in of itself alongside the sister track has heralded her best album in her career this theory and retelling of a factual story, however, is only valid up until December of 2018 in which everything we've known about NFR in it's greatest form has been shrouded in mystery as she has possibly redone and ruined the record

what..omg y'all r crackheads..just copy the image address of a gif and paste it into the little portrait icon beneath the text color and emotes..the obesity

post-NFR i hope she can just make music..quicker have interscope treat her like the legacy artist she'd rather be, making 10-12 songs in a year then drop them no holds barred, maybe do some shows, maybe a tour if there's demand i still want surfy glam-rock for her next album, i'd love to see her hit songs with as much lyrical depth and rhythm as older songs like Fast Car by Tracy Chapman- even now if you were to take her song and translate it to Lana you'd have to change nothing because it fits the stories she use to tell before talking about white man cock

Saying what type of information we'd appreciate isn't entitlement it's basic desires for a product that is highly anticipated. If your idea of entitlement is us having guaranteed knowledge that the 3 songs out right now are on the album then the bar is beneath hell and your judgement is worse than everyone else's. My point stands on such users with the same repetitive posts trying to take a weak contrarian high route to artificially feel better about themselves compared to other fans who simply would like to know details on a record 2 years in the making.

i'm gonna go fucking ballistically mental my mind is shredding it's thin venous layers into itself like a neverending wormhole to hell that keeps upcycling the spare fluid and rotting carcasses of my past imaginatory states all for this unconfirmed compilation of digitized vocals and production spearheaded by a pop producer that is as coined as a fake nickel from the 30s let my tiresome and bleeding catalyst of this wasted life melt back into atoms and stardust miss del rey i'm freeing myself from these frenulum chains