You Can Face This

And I sound like an infant, feeling like the very last drops of an ink pen A greater woman stays cool but I howl like a wolf at the moon And I look unstable, gathered with a coven 'round a sorceress' table A greater woman has faith, but even statues crumble if they're made to wait I'm so afraid I sealed my fate, no sign of soulmates I'm just a paperweight in shades of greige Spending my last coin so someone will tell me it'll be okay

i attend christmas parties from outside. how can i ever try to be better nobody ever lets me in. don't want money just someone who wants my company let it once be me. who could ever leave me darling but who could stay? i've never been a natural all i do is try. i'm alone on my own and thats all i know. fell behind all my classmates and i ended up here. to a house not a home all alone cause nobody's there where i pace in my pen and my friends found friends who care. i tuck myself in and turn my nightlife on i wish i'd never grown up. ones i loved trued to help so i ran them off and here i sit alone behind walls of regret. when my depression works the graveyard shift all of the people i've ghosted stand there in the room. i hate it here so i will go to secret gardens in my mind people need a key to get to the only one is mine. you're on your own kid you always have been.

But Daddy I Love Him coming after So Long, London is actually perfect because that feeling you get after listening to So Long, London and then transitioning into the wild, dare I say manic energy of But Daddy I Love Him perfectly explains why Taylor did what she did. Try to imagine listening to So Long, London and then How Did It End back to back? That sounds absolutely miserable. Taylor was like, I literally cannot sit in this sadness one second longer I NEED Love Story energy in my life again. And it ended up all being a facade but so so understandable and I love how it’s not just listening to the lyrics that makes you understand this but also the way the music makes you feel

brb gonna get a lobotomy

Paper Rings, Lover.

You're Losing Me, Midnights.

Fresh Out The Slammer, The Tortured Poets Department

I’m going to unlearn shame *bursts into tears and beats my head against a brick wall*

CHAPPELL ROAN via genesiswbb on Instagram (April 20, 2024)

i too am howling at the moon

swifties every 3 months: there literally were five holes in the fence

Conflicting Flax

Watercolor On Black Paper

2023, 11"x 14"

Blue Flax Flowers, Linum

as someone who's been through lesbian situationship this is so true