the black dog
We Swifties need to set the score right
There's SO much discourse around Taylor Swift on this site and it fascinates me, so I making a poll to see what the overall opinion of her (and her music) is.
I am specifically not tagging this with her name because I don't want the audience to be biased towards people who follow her tag, because they're more likely to be fans. Would appreciate it if people of all opinions reblog the poll to get the best sample possible.
the manuscript
the autotune distortion part of dear reader is soooo effective in how it takes someone who has been idolized and constructed through song and performance and public persona, with some of the cogs and bolts her own doing, and reveals how that person we think we know is as real as the pixelated images we see of her, which is to say not real at all. it reveals this god like figure to be an invention of our own design, barely human anymore. and the fact that it distorts over the line "never take advice from someone who's falling apart" hits home that she's not the shiny, perfect godlike woman we see. the hologram ripples, the machine glitches, when the fallibility of her humanity shows through, breaking the visage of perfection we're accustomed to. it's not real, not humanly possible to be this person the curated and carefully constructed way we see her, never was, and isn't possible to achieve. the reality of who she is, outside the songs and the narrative, is way messier, way less inspiring and tied up in a perfect bow. but also doubles as a philosophical meditation on where does one end and the other begin? if the only version of her that most people know is a bunch of perfect pixels, is that the real her now? If that's taylor, then who is the flesh and blood person sitting on her couch every night? does she even exist outside of those pixels anymore? does anyone know the real taylor anymore, herself included, and which one is the real taylor? is she just the ghost in the machine now?
Taylor swift undefeated in the AFC championships
If you were ever told or were made to learn cursive writing when you were in grade school. I wanna see how many of you suffered like I did.
you were never mine. you’re my my my my my lover. you kept me like a secret but i kept you like an oath. i’m a mastermind and now you’re mine. you weren’t mine to lose. i pretend you’re mine all the damn time. you are the best thing that’s ever been mine. i remember thinking i had you. i’m just gonna call you mine. everything that’s mine is a landmine. my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my saying goodbye is death by a thousand cuts. but do you remember?
Any one else walking fast through the traffic lights, busy streets and busy lives, and ᵃˡˡ we ₖₙₒ𝓌 is ᵗᵒᵘᶜʰ and 𝓰ₒ we are alone with our changing minds, we fall in love ‘til it hurts or bleeds or ᶠᵃᵈᵉˢ in ₜᵢₘₑ 🎸🎸🎸 and I 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 saw you comiIiIiiIiiIiIiiIiiIn’…🎸🎸🎸…and I’ll 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 be. the. sAaaAaaAaaAaaaAaaame!!! 🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸…🎸🎸🎸….you come around and the armor falls—PIERCE the room like a cannon-ball now ᵃˡˡ we ₖₙₒ𝓌 is ᵈᵒⁿ’ᵗ let 𝓰ₒ we are alone—just you and me—up. in. your. room.—and our slates are clean—just ᵗʷᶦⁿ fire ₛᵢ𝓰ₙₛ…ᶠᵒᵘʳblue ₑᵧₑₛ….SO. YOU. WERE. NEV-ER. A. SAINT. ANDI’VELOVEDINSHADESOFWRONG. WE. LEARN. TO. LIVE. WITH. THE. PAIN. (MOSAIC BROKEN HEARTS.) bUT THIS LOVE IS BRAVE AND WᴵᴵᶦIᴵᶦᶦᴵᶦᶦLˡᵈ!!! and I 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 (oh oh oh oh ah ohohohoh). saw. you. comiIiIiiIiiIiIIin’. and I’ll 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻. be. the. saAaaaaAaaAaaame!!!! this is a state of grace~ this is the worth-while fight~ love is a ruthless gAaAaaMe unless you play it. good. and. right. these are the hands of fAaAaaAaate, you’re my Achilles…hEeEeeEeel…this is the golden age of something good. and right. and…real.
Rep TV will get her chance someday, Taylor can't stop her from being bejeweled forever
death, taxes, and joever
Every url that reblog’s will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.