Might as well fall in...

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 I once had dreams of becoming a beautiful poet but an unplanned series of unfortunate events saw those dreams dashed and divided like a million stars in the night sky that I wished on over and over again, sparkling and broken. But, I didn't really mind because I knew that it takes getting everything you ever wanted then losing it to know what true freedom is.
When the people I used to know found out about what I'd been doing and how I'd been living they asked me why but there's no use talking to people who have a home. They have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people, for home to be wherever you lie your head.
I was always an unusual girl.
My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing to the North, no fixed personality, just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and unwavering as the ocean.
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. I belonged to no one who belonged to everyone; Who had nothing, who wanted everything with a fire for every experience and an obsession with freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both tasseled and dizzied me.
Every night I used to pray that I'd find my people and finally I did on the open road. We had nothing to lose, nothing to gain, nothing we desired anymore except to make our lives into a work of art. Live fast, die young, be wild and have fun. I believe in the country America used to be. I believe in the person I want to become. I believe in the freedom of the open road and my motto is the same as ever. I believe in the kindness of strangers and when I'm at war with myself I ride. I just ride. 
Who are you? Are you in touch with all of your darkest fantasies? Have you created a life for yourself where you can experience them? I have. I am fucking crazy but I am free.

- Lana Del Rey