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I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I can’t believe it’s been 3 years since BB dropped but I have to say the nostalgia is so strong today. I still remember when it dropped, I was freshly 23 and found myself in the middle of a skilled nursing turned Covid unit in the wee hours of the night, again. I was in such a weird, not so great place in my life. I was finally free from a bad relationship but stuck trying to find freedom within myself which felt impossible being trapped in all the plastic and under the respirators for 12 hours and forced to watch so many people get sick and pass away so astonishingly quick. I couldn’t love the way I wanted to, speak the way I wanted to, live the way I wanted to. It was awful for all of us but more so the patients. The themes and tones of this album saved a part of me I didn’t know at the time needed it and created a part of me I didn’t see coming. Especially being that the people around me refused to let me be me. Do the things I wanted, say the things I wanted… Everyone in my life built me up 300 feet tall just to tear me down.. I watched the leaves fall while my tears did too as I finally was able to get outside and breathe the fresh air and not the n95. I felt so much peace and love from this album and somehow I served as a vessel to spread the love and comfort to the people who needed it the most in these times. The memories I made to this album, the great things I did. The way it made me stand tall in the light of such intense criticism and transformation. How all those fall days passed and the chords still played.
I remember the people from my past still trying to put what I had going on together in my head and all the ways I was topic of conversation after all those years, black bathing suit hit home for me. My soul was tired yes but I was more tired of the false criticisms and accusations of people who used to know me or not even at all. It made sense for me in that moment. Their interest really made stacks out of it for me, and it all helped me deliver the biggest fuck you to the people who were going up against me. 
I remember years later (May 2023 I believe) the pandemic was finally over for the healthcare workers (mostly). We had watched the world run free while we still suffered. But finally we were finally told by the government and corporations that we could take our masks off. It felt so free and wholesome to see everyone’s smiles and for our patients to see ours. Violets for Roses came on my AirPods and it all made sense in that moment. There truly was something in the air while we all ran free with our masks off and it made me so happy. It’s just funny how god puts us exactly where we need to be in the right moments. Thoughts of the day ☁️📝

I have an Apple Music playlist that imo really captures the essence of Lana. And no don’t call me angel is not on the fuckin playlist (even tho Lana’s bridge is so fire). 💋
https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/lana-del-fucking-rey/pl.u-55D6vJls8Y8mZWG

I have an Apple Music playlist that imo really captures the essence of Lana. And no don’t call me angel is not on the fuckin playlist (even tho Lana’s bridge is so fire). 💋
https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/lana-del-fucking-rey/pl.u-55D6vJls8Y8mZWG

I have an Apple Music playlist that imo really captures the essence of Lana. And no don’t call me angel is not on the fuckin playlist (even tho Lana’s bridge is so fire). 💋
https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/lana-del-fucking-rey/pl.u-55D6vJls8Y8mZWG

I gotta say the sadness I felt from not being able to go tonight because the tickets being $1100 and today they were affordable but I live so far and now bc of these storms rolling in on Lana and the fans like 🥺😒 give us a break 

I gotta say the sadness I felt from not being able to go tonight because the tickets being $1100 and today they were affordable but I live so far and now bc of these storms rolling in on Lana and the fans like 🥺😒 give us a break 

I love everything Lana does and I’m so excited for different soundscapes and visions but I’m really manifesting some psychedelic/ uv x lfl/ trippy beautiful music 🥹🫶🏼 maybe she will do a double release this year 

Regardless of the mindless opinions of those lacking taste or living in 2012 still - Lana came for blood with this album and the numbers are SHOWING!!!! 🔥🧡

sometimes it's better to stay silent

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Y’all we fuckin made it!!! I’ll be working the night shift tonight when the album drops. I’ve been a stan since 2011 and this is one of my favorite eras 😭🫶🏼✨

Well you should probably go to sleep 
 

when she said this isn’t about having someone to love me anymore i felt that 😭😭🫡🫡🙌🏼🙌🏼