No Hope For That Guy

#Tayvoodoo

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wait omg

Getting parasocial on main again but the fact that she started this tour as the relationship she wrote those songs about was ending while she was embarking on this career-defining journey and EVERYTHING that has happened in the last 20 months both professionally and personally, and now she’s ending the final US show singing those same songs, reframing them to tell new stories about the memories she’s written about, is just so fucking cool and SO creatively fulfilling. She was terrified of if he ever walked away, but as she was leaving it felt like freedom. It’s death by a thousand cuts if we survive the Great War.

Everything changes, nothing stays the same, things you think are going to kill you end up leading to something new that changes your life. It’s pain and it’s joy and it’s loss and it’s growth. It’s just so, so special to see this happening in real time.

when taylor first revealed her desire to “find a place in this world,” i don’t think she could’ve anticipated that, two decades on, she’d be playing that song she penned at just 13 years old to a sold-out crowd at the closing night of her sixth headlining tour — the biggest tour the industry has seen — when her place in this world has, in fact, been found (both personally and professionally). it just makes me very, very emotional, knowing the girl who wrote “i’m alone, on my own, and that’s all i know” has kept going and persevering through it all, even when she’s felt scared and unmoored — see: her saying “i’m sure i related to [a place in this world] when i wrote it, but i think i relate to it more now” in houston last year before she played it on this tour in the wake of her breakup — and just look at where she is now. something tells me her younger self would not only feel so grateful and happy, but also ridiculously proud.

I was today years old when I learned that the name Robin literally means "fame" or "bright light" 👀

It's a song about keeping a secret from a child to protect their innocence. And the secret is the fame. They're not the robin, she is. That's the secret. It's in the name 🤯🤯

thanK you aIMee x Mean (Live from London)(download)

she emotionally devastates and then just. swims away. and we let her

the way clara bow is written both with the optimism she once had and the hindsight she has now, layering both often at the same time. you'd be picked like a rose both in how in the moment she felt beautiful, chosen as the most beautiful one adored by all, but she knows now that cutting her stem froze her as she was, never allowed to grow further, only slowly fading until she's a dried, dull husk of what she once was, pressed between the pages of someone else book. also the crown is stained but you're the real queen both in how she felt holier than thou once crowned, and the mistakes of the fallen monarchs were markers of their own unworthiness but she is the real queen; she is different because she is pure and true and deserves it. but writing it now, she knows that the crown was stained not just from previous owners, but with blood shed by her own hands, and how it will never be scrubbed clean because of horrors she had to endure to get it that she will never entirely suppress and what she will have have to continue to do to keep it. however my favorite is I'm not trying to exaggerate but I think I might die if it happened to me... Die if I made it.... both in how as a young dreamer she felt so small and it felt so impossible, the shock of knowing she would achieve fame and fortune would nearly kill her. but she knows now the grim truth in what was once hyperbolic, how when it did happen, the breaks didn't come gently and the beast that is beauty tore her to shreds. parts of her at least, and perhaps the most significantly that little dreamer who scribbled that unintended prophecy in her diary decades ago. she made it and slowly and brutally and quietly without fanfare, she died. it harkens back to the lucky one, when she was just embarking on her rocket to fame and fortune, and she pondered another name goes up in lights. You wonder if you'll make it out alive. clara bow seems to answer that question with no, you won't, but nobody before you made it out alive either, not fully, not whole. the machine grinds ever on and on and there was never any other way.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmm...

I Wish You Would, Back to December, and All Too Well...

I'm going to have an amazing year, you guys!!!

the first 3 taylor swift songs you see will describe your 2024

Happy New Year, Swifties in my phone <3