[ dear theodosia.. ]
happy EXTREMELY... LATE! father's day to the bestest daddy ever ♡
im going crazy with all that benny stuff
I imagine what Benny might be like teaching you how to ride a bike, I don't know... him holding your hips so you feel comfortable, not slipping or hurting yourself with a heavy part of the mechanism o the seat itself and explaining things he knows you'll forget in the next ten minutes. I even think of Benny talking to you enthusiastically about motorbikes and you can only nod in confusion as you tend to his wounds. I'M NOT OKAY.
Lana Del Rey for Obsession magazine (🇫🇷 '2012)
happy easter! 🐣
oh how i loved this!!! <3
Crystal Tears
You know I loved to see Benny crying, he IS my weakness.
When you met Benny, you knew something; he was a very difficult book to read, the kind you have to read the same page about five times to try to find some detail or understand something. But you wanted to get inside, to know what every gesture or movement meant. It didn't scare you when you saw his beautiful wet eyelashes and little crystalline tears trickling down his flushed cheeks ;( His soft lips trembled and you knew he was yours, that you could finally start the book. You used to hug Benny tightly. You didn't know if you were afraid he would leave or you just felt safe (probably both), but Benny couldn't do it, no. His eyes watered at the thought of leaving you. You had done so much for him, you used to whisper pretty cute things to him, noticing that little reddish detail coming out of his soft skin, and you ran your fingers into his beard, stroking it as if he were something precious. He deserved that, he deserved to be loved, and Benny's crystal tears began to appear more often. Not because of something bad, no, Benny learned to open up, to trust, to know that crying wasn't wrong and never would be.
oh ;(
queue "Hey Daddy (Daddy's Home)" by USHER.
[ But you haven't seen my man...
You haven't seen him
He's got the fire and he walks with it ]
- Sad Girl ~ Lana Del Rey ♡
like we’re Elvis’s new girlfriend and he wants us to meet v*rnon and Gladys, so he invites us to dinner at Graceland😇😇and the era is like 1954-1960 or something
Lunch with the Presley family!
You know I think of a young Elvis and all I see is a tender young shy guy radiating talent, you were baking cookies when the phone rang. Elvis' voice brought news that made butterflies flutter in your stomach. In your excitement, you almost burned the cookies that took you all morning. You quickly wrapped them up, put them in a basket and hurried to shower. You wear your best dress, wear your make-up carefully and choose your favourite shoes. The tight curls of your hair loosened just in time for your mother to warn you that Elvis was already waiting for you. Clutching Elvis's hand all the way to his house, he kept saying how beautiful you looked.
Approaching his house felt surreal; you were about to make your first impression, you greeted his parents with a shy smile, and they warmly praised you a LOT. Throughout the lunch, you held Elvis's hand, and he didn't let go. His mother invited you into the kitchen, where you showed her the cookies you'd brought, which were part of the snack that day. You were convinced that every smile was genuine that day. Elvis reassured you, swearing that his parents loved you.
From that day on you would definitely start going to the Presley house more often.
this got deleted and I had to START over, I hope it's good ;´(