"Let's destroy each other. 'Cause we're too cool for love lines, soft kisses over cheap wine. Smoke me baby like your last cigarette, whisper to me, say you'll never forget. Could you break my heart a little more? Shove my body up against yours & kiss me like you mean it? Anything worth a taste burns as it goes down. Could you tell me I'm so Audrey Hepburn when my hair falls to the side? & say girl, I'm not here to love you tender, I'm just here for the ride. Let's blind ourselves by love & be deaf to all who say it's fatal. It's not that we don't know, its just that we don't care..."
Hm. Wonder if reality could ever compare.
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- Le Courtista Project
- I once asked a homeless man if he’d rather me give him money or buy him a beer. I know this world’s a shady place, and that’s why I’m here to shine my light in the dark. I take my stairs two atta time, and I drive and live recklessly, both equally. I laugh too much, drive too fast, play too hard, and live too carefree. I wear my eyeliner think and am a firm believer in strong doses throughout each and every day of coffee, sarcasm, 90210 episodes, craigslist shopping sprees, eating really healthy and then splurging on chocolate before bedtime, signature indie acoustic soundtracks, daydreaming of the life I have to come, googling Wentworth Miller and drooling over new season collections in Vogue, green tea, and good mood endorphins. I thrive off of anything with adventure/adrenaline rush/fashion in the title. I've wished I was a ballerina since I was a little girl, I'd kill for freckles, and my heart belongs down in Beverly Hills, iced soy latte in one hand and a pen and paper in the other to serve my imagination. My life's one big complicated mess, but hell it's beautiful. Why am I not walking the pier boardwalk, sipping laughter like it's vodka and traveling the world right now?
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“But I force a smile, knowing that my ambition far exceeded my talent. There are no more white horses or pretty ladies at my door."
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