Perpetual bad bitch wannabe Lana Del Rey has been faking it ’til she makes it for years now with her “I’m a thugged out Lolita. Listen to how deep I am” contrived image. Heads up, I don’t even think bitch has read “Lolita”, which is a real shame as it’s a piece of fucking art. While I enjoy her music (when it’s not performed live) and do enjoy her image and style, I do feel she’s about as genuine as Bruce Jenner’s nose.
“Born to Die” is one of my favourite albums of the last five years, but it’s also so pretentious it could make Gwyneth Paltrow gag. But, I digress. Lana has clearly always wanted to be considered something greater and more iconic than she truly is, so it really came as no surprise when she started spewing depressing ass shit about wishing she was dead.