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I'm starting to wonder if she likes to call her boyfriends her husbands as a joke or to daydream what it'd be like to have a husband and domestic life.

she's on fire. Lanas writing didn't rip out my heart like this in a long time
 
im so sad for her. that trauma of getting sent to boarding school after becoming addicted to alcohol where u get possible groomed by ur teacher can't be anything easy, its understandable why her adolescence is such a heart wound 

she’s large and contradicts herself or whtvr her bio said

"my father's love was always strong"
 

"I'm an orphan"
 
"I never had love"
 
Oof

I wonder what her dad’s gonna think of this, he never likes her anti-Patty stuff

People hated her anti-Patty IG posts, wait 'til they hear THIS 

Oh my fucking god Amazing. This feels so much like a poetic letter, instead of a poem (which is obviously the intention, I think).
 
The only part I didn't like was
 
"And I love that you love the neon lights like me
Orange in the distance
We both love that
And I love that we have that in common"
 
Very redundant, plus I don't think it adds anything.
 
But the rest is on fire.
 
@@Dominikx4 Can't merge this to the Violet lyrics thread, only Elle can. So we gotta wait for her!

some of these would be really good lines in a song.
 
i especially love her saying fuck the NY post, i hope she's this outspoken and direct on cocc, reminds me of her sharp ultraviolence lyric style

Omg what is this, I-
 
I did not expect this. "I'm an orphan" If she really means it, she must have felt really alone and unimportant to her family or her parents sometime, or maybe it's just her mom. I can hear the sadness, confusion and frustration when I'm reading this. And even thought I can never understand what she's feeling, she somehow makes it very easy to understand what she's trying to say.
I really like this poem!

Audiobook version:
I left my city for San Francisco
Took a freeride off a billionaire's jet
 
LA, I'm from nowhere, who am I to love you?
LA, I've got nothing, who am I to love you when I'm feeling this way, and I've got nothing to offer?
LA, not quite the city that never sleeps
Not quite the city that wakes
But the city that dreams, for sure
 
If by dreams you mean in nightmares
LA, im a dreamer but I'm from nowhere, who am I to dream?
LA, I'm upset, I have complaints, listen to me
They say I came from money and I didn't
And I didn't even have love, and it's unfair
 
LA, I sold my life's rights for a big check, and I'm upset
And now I can't sleep at night, and I don't know why
Plus, I love Saks, so why did I do that when I know it won't last?
 
LA, I picked San Francisco because the man who doesn't love me lives there
LA, I am pathetic, but so are you, can I come home now?
Daughter to noone, table for one, party of thousands, of people I don't know, at Delilah where my ex-husband works
 
I sick of this, but can I come home now?
Mother to noone, private jet for one, back home to the Tudor house that borne a thousand murder plots
Hancock park, it's treated me very badly
I'm resentful
 
The witch on the corner, the neighbour nobody wanted
The reason for Garcetti's extra security
 
LA I know I am bad, but I have nowhere else to go, can I come home now?
 
I never had a mother, will you let me make the sun my own for now
And the ocean my son
I'm quite good at tending to things despite my upbringing, can I raise your mountains?
I promise to keep them greener, make them my daughters, teach them about fire, warn them about water
 
I'm lonely, LA, can I come home now?
I left my city for San Francisco
And I'm writing from the Golden Gate Bridge
But it's not going as I planned
I took a freeride off a billionaire and brought my typewriter and promised myself that I would stay but
It's just not going the way that I thought
 
It's not that I feel different, and I don't mind that it's not hot
It's just that I belong to noone which means
There's only one place for me
 
The city not quite awake, the city not quite asleep
The city that's still deciding how good it can be
 
And also I can't sleep without you
Noones ever really held me like you
Not quite tightly, but certainly I feel your body next to me
Smoking next to me
Vaping lightly next to me
 
And I love that you love the neon lights like me
Orange in the distance
We both love that
And I love that we have that in common
 
Also, neither one of us can go back to New York
For you are unmoving
As for me, it won't be my city again until I'm dead
Fuck the New York Post
 
LA, who am I to need you when I have needed so much, asked for so much, and what I have been given, I'm not sure yet
I may never know that either until I'm dead
For now though, what I do know
 

Is although I don't deserve you
Not you at your best and your splendor
With towering eucalyptus trees that sway in my dominion
 
Not you at your worst
Totally on fire, unlivable, unbreathable, I need you
You see, I have no mother
And you do
A continental shelf
A larger piece of land from where you came
And I?
I'm an orphan
 
A little seashell that rests upon your native shores
One of many, for sure
But because of that, I surely must love you closely to the most of anyone
For that reason, let me love you
Don't mind my desperation
Let me hold you, not just for vacation
But for real and for forever
Make it real life
Let me be a real wife to you
Girlfriend, lover, mother, friend
I adore you
 
Dont be put off by my quick-wordedness
I'm generally quite quiet
Quite a meditator, actually
I'll do very well down by Paramhansa Yogananda's realization center, I'm sure
 
I promise you'll barely even notice me
Unless you want to notice me
Unless you prefer a rambunctious child
In which case, I can turn it on, too
 
I'm quite good on the stage as you may know
You might have heard of me
 
So either way, I'll fit in just fine
So just love me by doing nothing
 
And perhaps by not shaking the county line
I'm yours if you'll have me, but regardless
You're mine

Book version:

I think Apple Books NZ released the whole thing, it's a matter of time

Yeah but she reads so fast that they're still going to have a long enough written length imo!

Oh lmao, it is out. See ya in 40 mins!

Thinking about cassette girls grandparents rn

not with those 12 physical violet bent backwards variants on preorder!

Omg the link to purchase the book is still taking you to spotify...

ready to cry over experiences i've never had like always

There's a paperback version on Amazon ES with release on October 3rd. 
 
EDIT: Nevermind it seems to be a Rupi Kaur book lol

Confirmed by Lana for September 29th for the physical book - 
"What’s up guys? I feel like this announcement has been a long time coming. I’m just super excited that my book ‘Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass’ is coming out September 29th and the audiobook is coming out July 28th. I’m most excited too about where the entirety of the advance of mine is going towards different Native American projects. So, thank you so much for supporting. I’ve been writing these poems over the last few years and I’m very excited to share them with you. Sending you lots of love and be safe out there. Alright guys, I’ll send you more info as I get it. Okay. *kiss* Thanks."

i'm sure it's gonna get sold on Amazon worldwide but as with every release the preorders don't roll out internationally at the same time.

Me too! I don't want to order anything from Lana's official store. I went through hell to get my shirts. Not again. Amazon, Barnes and Noble or nothing.

European pals, any feedback from BookDepository and Amazon UK/ES on releases? I don't want to order from my country because last time (pre-COVID) I had to wait over a month for a pre-order and it sucked.

if she hadnt announced the announcement we wouldve never found out

all signs pointing to
july 28th for the audio book release
sept 29th for the hard copy release
 
poor lana didnt even get to tell us the release dates herself yet