telephone wires above are sizzling like a snare, honey

The hazy blue of summer nights makes me feel selfish. With tangerine clouds inching past my window as I lay in bed, I don't know how I became so lucky as to see the world unfold around me. How I became so lucky to have been through so much and lived. To feel that tiny breeze play across my collarbone or that little thought of you peek through my eyelashes.

I bet you feel like summer and taste like ocean breezes.

Lana Del Rey is writing about us, you know.

via *

i can feel you touching me

All my friends tell me

I should move on

I'm lying in the ocean

Singing your song.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

ah ah ah ah ah

That's how you sang it.

Loving you forever 

can't be wrong,

even though you're not here

won't move on.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah 

ah ah ah ah ah

That's how you played it.

And there's no remedy 

for memory

Your face is like a melody

It won't leave my head.

Your soul is haunting me

and telling me

that everything is fine

but I wish I was dead.

Every time I close my eyes,

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you

I'm scared that you

won't be waiting on the other side.

Every time I close my eyes,

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you,

I'm scared that you 

won't be waiting on the other side.

All my friends ask me

why I stay strong,

tell em when you find true love

it lives on.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

ah ah ah ah ah

that's why I stay here.

And there's no remedy

for memory

your face is like a melody,

it won't leave my head.

Your soul is haunting me

and telling me 

that everything is fine,

but I wish I was dead.

Every time I close my eyes

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you,

I'm scared that you 

won't be waiting on the other side.

Every time I close my eyes

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you,

but there's no you

except in my dreams tonight.

Oh oh oh oh 

ha ha ha ha

I don't wanna wake up 

from this tonight.

Oh oh oh oh

ha ha ha ha

I don't wanna wake up

 from this tonight.

There's no relief

I see you in my sleep,

and everybody's rushing me,

but I can feel you touching me.

There's no release 

I feel you in my dreams,

telling me I'm fine.

Every time I close my eyes,

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you,

I'm scared that you

won't be waiting on the other side.

Every time I close my eyes,

it's like a dark paradise.

No one compares to you,

but there's no you

except in my dreams tonight.

Oh oh oh oh 

ha ha ha ha

I don't wanna wake up

from this tonight.

Oh oh oh oh

ha ha ha ha

I don't wanna wake up

from this tonight.

via *

Grenadine

Grenadine, sunshine, can you break this heart of mine

Darling I'm waiting to greet you.

Come to me, baby. 

-Lana del Rey, Bel Air

Tell Me I'm Your National Anthem

The 4th is my favorite holiday by far. (Someone link me back to this post at Christmas but.... I'm pretty positive it's my favorite.) I like being outside, I love my family and friends, I love fried food. FIREWORKS. WATER FIGHTS! It's all good. And there isn't that pressure that seems to tag along with Christmas like the tag you forgot to remove from your father's Christmas present. I just love it. 

This was my song of the day: 

Lana is always my song of the day.

This was my day: 

Small hometown parade with the best friends.

"Niki show me your Merica face!"
Favorite picture of the day 

Ron Swanson Van

Our parade ends with the best water war ever.
We were soaked and happy. 

100% the world's best corn dog. And snow cone.
OM NOM NOM

Niki and I went to the park to have a little relaxation in the sun.

It was the best part of the day. Nice and sun kissed.

We went to the fair by our old High School and bought these
awesome cuffs! Only $5 each! And very suited to our personalities.

They had a cover band who kicked ass. And we danced.
We cried. We laughed. We were the only people dancing who weren't 8.

A good day!

Then I got home after sitting in traffic for eight years. 

I filled my bath and my sun soaked body slipped into the silky, stinging water. My skin, kissed lightly by the sun was bitten by the hot warter. It wasn't unfomfortable. It honestly made me feel... settled. It was such an amazing day. The sting on my skin felt like tiny fireworks of accomplishment and joy. It mean that I spent my entire day outside, my favorite kind of day. I spent my day with family and friends. And my favorite holiday. Sure, the sun hangover and the fried food hangover got me later that night, and is carrying on today, but yesterday was beyond perfect.

I hope your holiday was just as lovely.

Hump Day Jams

This is something I did on my old blog every Wednesday and I loved it. Bringing it back around!

Today is amazing. Rain like this makes me feel alive and at peace. Everything feels clean and lovely.

It's been a great week with tomorrow being the cherry on top. GATSBY. Needless to say I have been listening to nothing but the movie soundtrack since it came out Monday night. But two weeks ago, they released the single Lana Del Rey wrote specifically for the film. Or... to be more specific, the book. Lana is my favorite artist by far. Hands down. Her words are like velvet, just how I view Fitzgerald's words. She paints gorgeous and glamours pictures with her music. Who better to write a song for Gatsby. It's called Young and Beautiful and it's been the only song I've listened to for two weeks.

This song is completely Jay Gatsby. It feels like that perfect man. It's beautiful and dark and cinematic. Lana always sounds like she's on the verge of an orgasm when she sings. Gatsby lived his life on the verge of orgasm. Reading that book makes me feel orgasmic. This song is orgasmic.

Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I've got nothing but my aching soul?

All the ways I got to know
Your pretty face 
And Electric Soul

Oh that grace, oh that body,
Oh that face, makes me want to party.

Stunning song for a stunning day.