seeing people arguing about whether ttpd is about joe or m/tty feels so reductive, like we have this beautiful work of art and all i see are people and the media reducing this 2 hour album into being about some guy. of course they're part of it, but it's about so much more than that - it's HER story, her mental state, her angst and her depression and her truth. stop making everything about her boyfriends omfg..... swifties are as bad as the tabloids
"When this album comes out, gossip blogs will scour the lyrics for the men they can attribute to each song, as if the inspiration for music is as simple and basic as a paternity test," Swift continues.
you said you were gonna grow up then you were gonna come find me.
reblog w the song lyrics in your head NOW. either stuck in yr head or what yr listening to
the alchemy sounds like is it over now
is this part in Florida related to no body no crime by any chance ???? cheating husband disappears I've heard that before.
i need someone to summarise each song for me as if i’m a toddler please
🎃 Imagine this. It is 3 am and Halloween is over. Costumes have been taken off and packed away in boxes, perhaps to be taken out again next year if they haven't been outgrown. Empty candy bowls sit on entryway tables. Toilet paper hangs strung across wilted lawns and barren tree branches. Sheep have removed their wolf’s clothing with relief. Masqueraders with masks removed, mermaids who have traded tails for sweatpants. A woman walks down the center of an empty suburban street, shaking from the cold. She peers around with wilde, curious eyes as if she's seeing the world for the first time. She is drenched in salt water, as if she had just crawled from the ocean. She wears an odd combination of tattered clothing - remnants of a fantastical gown and a comfortable sweatshirt - that doesn't quite make sense. There is something very odd about her. Nevertheless, she simply walks down the street. Finally, she reaches a house that looks like all the others. But it is not like the others. Because it is hers. There are figures in the window, anxiously awaiting her return home. With a warm smile cracking the shell-shocked exterior of her face, she ascends the porch stairs. There is a Jack-O-Lantern perched by the front door. There is a tealight candle at its center, the dancing glow casting shadows from deep within the carved, jagged-toothed smile. And as she watches, the flame🕯️ finally🕯️flickers🌬️OUT 🎃
Until 1979, being gay was considered a mental illness, for which they’d send people…..to the psych ward.
guess who has a house in Florida. I'm not surprised she wants to k word josh
just saw someone on tl say that the ug!y r@t mustache man bought taylor a house. girl shut the fuck up. like why you lying
#taylorswift #beforreal