"Los Angeles, the city of angels. A land of gods and monsters. The in between realm where only the choices made from your free will decide your soul’s final fate. Some poets called it the entrance to the underworld. But on some summer nights, it could feel like paradise, paradise lost.”
— Lana Del Rey (Tropico)"
Fuck yeah to the kids who feel like they’re dying inside but still gather up the strength to roll out of bed, get dressed, and leave the house. You are strong and beautiful and worth so much more than you know.