Emma Mullen

“Because my bedroom is a sacred place now that there are children at the end of my bed
telling me stories about the friends that they pretend to hate, that they will make up with later
And there are fresh cut flowers that I grew myself in vases from the yard on nightstands, hand carved by old pals from Big Sur”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass

“every movie theater ticket just to remind me
of all the things i've loved and lost and love again
unconditionally”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass

“And you take and you take and you take and you take but you taste like the beach in a kiss candy for my watery eyes in my veins that roll you run citrus watercolor images of serpents on orange trees quietly arise and grow sweet in my midst And I keep thinking I could do this forever just like this but my heart is very fragile and I have nothing left to give”
― Lana Del Rey, Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass

“A place becomes a home when it sustains you, when it feeds you in body as well as spirit.”
― Robin Wall Kimmerer, Braiding Sweetgrass: Indigenous Wisdom, Scientific Knowledge, and the Teachings of Plants