#ridemonologue

[cold-brew]

“When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I'd been living, they asked me why— but there's no use in talking to people who have a home. They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people— for home to be wherever you lay your head.” -Ride (monologue), Lana Del Rey (drawing ~ June 2016) #lanadelrey #ridemonologue #nomadic #sketchbook #graphite #drawing #pencil #art #artistsoninstagram #flower #boy #gypsy (à West Los Angeles) https://www.instagram.com/p/BpIRVgVHt9A/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=166uj49jfaig

[cinnemongirl]

I am a fucking crazy

I was in the winter of my life and the men that I met along the road were my only summer. At night, I fell asleep with visions of myself, dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three years down the line of being on an endless world tour and my memories of them were the only things that. Substained me and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one. who one had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet, but upon an unfortunate series of events. Saw those dreams and divided like a millions stars in the night sky, that I wished on over and over again - sparkling and broken, but I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything, you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing- how I had been living , they asked me: why? But there's no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head. I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no morall compass positioning due north, no fixed personality ,just an inner indecisiveness. That was as wide and as wavering as the ocean and if I said that I didn't plan, for it to turn out this was, I'd be lying; Because I was born to be the other woman. I belong to no one - who belonged to everyone, who had nothing, who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom, that terrified me to the point I couldn't even talk about and pushed me to a nomatic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me. Live fast. Die young; Be wild; And have fun. I believe in the country America used to be; I believe in the person I want to become; I believe in the freedom of the open road and my motto is the same as ever; I believe in the kindness of strangers qnd when I'm at war with myself - I ride. I just ride Who are you? Are you in touch with all your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you're free to experience them? I have! I am fucking crazy, but I am free!

[mjsmith033]

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[nennaluce]

Eu estava no inverno da minha vida e os homens que eu conheci ao longo da estrada eram meu único verão. À noite, adormecia com visões de mim mesma dançando e rindo e chorando com eles.

Três anos para baixo da linha de estar em uma turnê mundial sem fim e minhas memórias deles foram as únicas coisas que me sustentavam e meus únicos verdadeiros momentos.

Eu era uma cantora, não muito popular, que tinha sonhos de se tornar uma bela poeta. Mas por uma infeliz serie de eventos, vi esses sonho se dividindo como milhões de estrelas no céu escuro. Que eu desejei de novo e de novo - brilhantes e destruídas.

Mas eu realmente não me importo, porque eu sabia que ter tudo que você sempre quis e perder isso tudo é saber o que a liberdade verdadeiramente é.

Quando as pessoas que eu costumava conhecer descobriram o que eu estava fazendo, como eu estava vivendo, eles me perguntaram por que. Mas não adianta em falar com as pessoas que têm uma casa, eles não têm idéia de como é procurar segurança em outras pessoas.

Eu sempre fui uma menina incomum, minha mãe me disse que eu tinha uma alma camaleão, sem uma bússola moral apontando para o norte. Apenas uma indecisão interna. Isso foi tão grande e tão oscilante quanto o oceano. E se eu disse que não tinha plano para que transformar este fosse, eu estaria mentindo. Porque eu nasci para ser a outra mulher.

Eu pertenço a ninguém - que pertencia a todos. Quem não tinha nada, que queria tudo. Com um fogo de cada experiência e uma obsessão por liberdade. Isso me apavorava ao ponto que eu não conseguia nem falar e me empurrou para um ponto nômade de loucura que me deslumbrava e me deixava tonta.

[amourinterdit]

“I was in the winter of my life- and the men I met along the road were my only summer. At night I fell sleep with vision of myself dancing and laughing and crying with them. Three year down the line of being on an endless world tour and memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times. I was a singer, not very popular one, who once has dreams of becoming a beautiful poet- but upon an unfortunate series of events saw those dreams dashed and divided like million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again- sparkling and broken. But I really didn’t mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted and then losing it to know what true freedom is. When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living- they asked me why. But there’s no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what its like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lied you head. I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me that I had a chameleon soul. No moral compass pointing me due north, no fixed personality. Just an inner indecisiviness that was as wide as wavering as the ocean. And if I said that I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying- because I was born to be the other woman. I belonged to no one- who belonged to everyone, who had nothing- who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obssesion for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn’t even talk about- and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzlez and dizzied me."

Lana del Rey -Ride Monologue