La bella vita

I am just going to write some lyrics from Lana del Rey. I just feel them so much.

I was in the winter of my life and the men 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. (…) My memories of them were the only things that sustained me, and my only real happy times.

(…) 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 home. They have no idea what it’s like to seek safety in other people - for home to be wherever you lay your head.

I was always an unusual girl.

(…) And if I said I didn’t plan for it to turn out this way I’d be lying… Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who belonged to everyone.