carla muse

“I take a longer look at the words on her headstone.
Brave, kind, loyal, sweet, loving, graceful, strong, thoughtful, funny, genuine, hopeful, playful, insightful, and on and on…
Was she, though? Was she any of those things? The words make me angry. I can’t look at them any longer.
Why do we romanticize the dead? Why can’t we be honest about them?”
― Jennette McCurdy, I'm Glad My Mom Died

“If I go back and I end it
How would I handle driving down your street and it becoming
a
distant memory
not reality
no longer sweet.
Sweet the way it tastes in my mouth to say your name
sweet like when I was young, driving down those roads before
we
were done
before any big battles were lost or won
unbeknownst to everyone
except for you and me.”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass

“there's things you still don't know about me
like sometimes i'm afraid my sadness is too big
and that one day you might have to help me handle it”
― Lana Del Rey, Violent Bent Backwards Over The Grass

“i like u so much/ but it makes me nervous when u don't call/ under my breath i say/ Don't make me be resilient/ i want to be soft/ if u let me be myself/ u will be the first one who ever did.”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass