Hot summer nights, mid July; when you and I were forever wild.
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| — | Lana Del Rey. (via thedecembersunissetting) |
[Verse 1]
I’ve seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now
Diamonds, brilliant
In Bel Air now
Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you’d play with me like a child
[Hook]
Will you still love me
When I’m no longer young and beautiful?
In his arms, I slowly unfolded like a love note read in secret.
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| — | Jill S. Alexander, Paradise (via scempio) |
i miss you
but not in a sad wayi miss you
in the way that
i’d much rather be with you
whatever i doi miss you
in the way that says
“maybe it’s meant to be
maybe one day
our paths will cross again”
and until that dayi will miss you
but in a hopeful
kind of way
The secret of this kind of climbing,” said Japhy, “is like Zen. Don’t think. Just dance along. It’s the easiest thing in the world, actually easier than walking on flat ground which is monotonous. The cute little problems present themsleves at each step and yet you never hesitate and you find yourself on some other boulder you picked out for no special reason at all, just like Zen.
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| — | Jack Kerouac, The Dharma Bums (via ashleyriordan) |
