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i love you, it’s ruining my life

@evermoremidnights / evermoremidnights.tumblr.com

Valeria / never met Taylor /
was a-red-lip-classic-thing / 26 / CT /
1989 Tour 7.24.15 / Rep Tour 7.27.18 /
RIP Lover Fest / Eras Tour 5.20.23
Taylor followed 10.3.15 / Taylor liked x5
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fascinated by the emerging idea that the polarized reaction to ttpd means that it can be used as a litmus test to discern the True Swiftie (loves the album and therefore understands her in a way others can't) vs the False Swiftie (dislikes or heavily critiques the album and therefore is part of the General Public who lacks the deep connection with her that is achieved by the True Swiftie)

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going from “chains around my demons” to “and hire a priest to come and exorcise my demons, even if i die screaming” is such a punch in the gut

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ending midnights with “is that your key in the door? Is it okay? Is it you? Or have them come to take me away?” and then immediately starting ttpd with “I was supposed to be sent away but they forgot to come and get me” we never stood a chance

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to put it succinctly, the tortured poets department is the definition of “sharp pen, thin skin, open heart”

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teeteepeedee

thinking about 2014 taylor working on 1989 and polishing herself and her story up to be palatable and relatable vs. 2024 putting out a record that absolutely lays her entire self bare and dissects her in front of the entire world

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thinking about “and i’m pissed off you let me give you all that youth for free” and “give me back my girlhood, it was mine first” is actually making me feel sick to my stomach

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alpenflower

every second after waking up my brain is like: lights camera bitch smile even when you wanna die, everything comes out teenage petulance fuck it if i can't have him, i wanna kill her, no i'm not but you should see your faces, floridaaaaa, don't you worry folks we took out all her teeth, you. look. like. taylor swift, i hope it's shitty in the black dog, sitting in a tree d-y-i-n-g, touch me while your bros play grand theft auto, like i'm some deranged weirdo, you said you were gonna grow up then you were gonna come find me, as she was leaving it felt like breathing, she only ate kids cereal and couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed 💔

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