Lana Del Rey drabble prompts.
  • Born to Die  Let me kiss you hard in the pouring rain 
    A drabble about kissing in the rain
  • Off to the Races  He doesn’t mind I have a Las Vegas past. He doesn’t mind I have an LA crass way about me
    A drabble about my muses thinking about their past with about muse.
  • Blue Jeans  I was like, “No please, stay here, we don’t need no money we can make it all work,” But he headed out on Sunday, said he’d come on Monday
    A drabble about my muse begging someone to stay
  • Video Games  Kissing in the blue dark, playing pool and wild darts.
    A drabble about my muse playing darts or pool in a bar.
  • Diet Mountain Dew  Maybe I like this roller coaster. Maybe it keeps me high. Maybe the speed it brings me closer. I could sparkle up your eye
    A drabble about my muse at an amusement park or carnival
  • National Anthem  I need somebody to hold me. He will do very well. I can tell, I can tell, keep me safe in his bell tower, hotel.
    A drabble about my muse asking someone to hold them
  • Dark Paradise  Your soul is haunting me and telling me that everything is fine. But I wish I was dead.
    A drabble about a time my muse wishes they were dead
  • Radio  Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I’m living in. Baby love me cause I’m playing on the radio
    A drabble about my muse listening to the radio
  • Carmen  Darling, darling, doesn’t have a problem, lying to herself ‘cause her liquor’s top shelf. It’s alarming honestly how charming she can be.
    A drabble about my muse being drunk and upset
  • Million Dollar Man  And I don’t know how you get over, get over someone as dangerous, tainted and flawed as you.
    A drabble about my muse trying to get over someone
  • Summertime Sadness  I got my red dress on tonight, dancing in the dark in the pale moonlight. Done my hair up real big beauty queen style.
    A drabble about my muse dancing
  • This is What Makes Us Girls  Remember how we used to party up all night. Sneaking out and looking for a taste of real life. Drinking in the small town firelight. 
    A drabble about my muse sneaking out