Romans & histoires Lana Del Rey Best Quotes

"Remember, I'm a very jealous man, Lianna. You're mine, keep that in mind." ° ° ° AN ‘Life is nothing more than a nightmare, but death, the longing sleep dreams of life.’ This quote is written by a friend of mine Katrina Kaaloa. Much love lj

This is what unraveling feels like. This is what it means to want someone who ruins you. But I’m done with that. I inhale once—deep, steady—and shove it all down. The guilt. The ache. The heat. I crush it under my heel like everything else I can’t afford to feel. And I go back to work. Because I’m not some girl on the edge of unraveling. I’m Lana fucking Reyes. And I know better. The crowd swells around me—champagne flutes clink, music pounds, laughter slices—but I slip back into the rhythm like I never left. My tray balances effortlessly on one hand. My smile returns, fixed and false and perfect.

“I figure life’s a gift, and I don’t intend on wasting it.” It took them a couple of seconds to think before Lana blurted, “Titanic!” “Bravo!” I handed her the card. “Didn’t you use to watch this movie once a month when you were a teen?” Declan said. “I’m actually ashamed that I didn’t know the quote faster,” she said with a laugh. “I’ll go next.” Declan reached for the cards and took one. “This one is so easy,” he said, then I noticed his eyes falling on me. “By all means, move at a glacial pace. You know how that thrills me.”

One step, and maybe I'll figure it out. ''Ki!" I heard Lana's voice, pulling me back from the brink of my suicidal thoughts. ''I've missed you so much!'' She rushed into my arms, enveloping me in a big hug and radiating her warm energy, which seemed to fill the entire room. One of the things I cherished most about Lana was her incredible ability to discover a glimmer of hope, even in the darkest of tunnels. She had a uniquely generous spirit, shining brightly like a beacon in a storm, and people like her were rare - so rare that you could count them on one hand.

“Well, well, well. She looks harmless and amiable, but what a jinx she is. Whoever is close to her will have bad luck.” “Hey, what nonsense you guys are talking about?! Shut up!” Lana was so angry that her face turned red. “Not only are your looks below average, but you guys also talk a lot. What a blabbermouth! You should stop acting, and write novels instead! Setting people up is a talent, too. You shouldn’t waste such a talent!”

Lana was painting my toes while I lay flat on my stomach, scrolling through P*******t and pretending I wasn’t dying inside. “Okay, but this shade?” Lana said, holding up a tiny bottle of hot pink polish. “It screams ‘bad bitch in recovery.’” I laughed. “Perfect. That’s exactly the lie I want to tell the world.” She snorted, finishing the last toe. “There. You’re officially healed.” I rolled over with a sigh, the ceiling spinning slightly from all the sugar I’d just inhaled. “If only heartbreak could be fixed with glitter and mint chocolate chip.”

"You're so cruel Xander .You're so cruel , why ? Why can't I give up on you ? Why are you still in my heart ? Why can't I forget you ? just like you did. Why are you still in my thoughts , my blood , just why !" "You must be quite happy sitting in your office right ! After all my child's dead , you no longer need to take responsibility , Yes you must be thanking your luck right now , having dinner with Ella like always , completely forgetting that I even exist ! Xander ! Xander ! Why can't I hate you just like you hate me ? Why do I still love you " By the end of her monologue Lana started to yell , her tears streaming down her face as looked at her imaginary Xander , his gaze has turned

• “She finds it hard to trust someone. She’s heard the words because’ they’ve all been sung. She’s the girl in the corner, she’s the one that nobody loved.” • “I can’t, I can’t, can’t stop thinking about you every day and you can’t, you can’t, you can’t listen to all the shit they say.” • “They don’t know you darling, don’t know that you’re amazing but I’m here to stay. I’m here to stay.” I looked at Ryan and smiled. He looked back at me before going into the chorus of the song. It puts me in awe how he listened to the song once and thereafter, he was able to capture and recall the lyrics perfectly.

“Don’t. That’s what he wants.” I froze, breathing hard. Leonard smiled wider, satisfied. “That’s right,” he purred. “Listen to your loyal dog. He’s the only thing that”s stopping you from drowning in your fury.” “You don’t get to say her name,” I hissed. “Her name?” He arched his brow. “Oh, Lana? She’s… quite charming. Isn't she? Even when she’s terrified. She looks lovely.Did you know she fights back? Like a little rabbit baring its teeth at a wolf. But a rabbit’s still a rabbit.”

“ if I had kept him, someone would have killed that child. That…innocent child. ” “ Must have been hard. ” I mumble, not knowing if these words are suitable or not. “ Not really. ” Lana gets up again. Unconsciously, I glance at her beautiful hair and recall what people say about her. The most beautiful woman in the North, only second to Princess Avery. The woman with the bluest of eyes and the most beautiful golden hair. Admired, praised, and coveted by everyone. But loved? I don’t think so. “ If I had stayed alive, I would have gone after him someday, even after knowing what staying by his side would do to him. I would have done that, risked his life to feel better about mine. ” Her hair sw