Hi all, I’m sorry to be annoying because I know everyone is looking for the same thing but I thought I’d take a chance and see if anyone could keep me in mind if they have 2 or 3 tickets for sale (anywhere, ~face value, PayPal g&s only) to Miami Night 1 of the Eras Tour. My 30th birthday is October 18th 2024 and I live in DC/northern VA but my best friend is in Orlando so we were hoping to have a girls trip that week and see Taylor together to celebrate!! My other bff said she would come if we could find a 3rd ticket but if 2 was easier to find she would be okay missing it so that’s why I’m flexible on that. It would be so exciting to spend that milestone with Taylor of all people because I’m the biggest fan of anyone I know so I would owe you my life!
“what do you listen to?” music. “what kind of music?” the kind that gets my dick hard what the fuck are these questions
funny that ms swift on that album is like i was having a full breakdown last year and no one knew. meanwhile
“you look like-”
“taylor swift”
me screaming along to but daddy i love him knowing damn well i was one of the sarah’s and hannah’s begging her to come to her senses
what’s your current favorite ttpd song?
I think TTPD is so intentionally vague and then she’s like btw Kim k this isn’t over I hate you and your daughter is my biggest fan and you will never escape me and the consequences of what you’ve done, also my mother who wouldn’t hurt a fly also hates your guts, now back to me escaping into daydreams because I’m depressed
“I’m having his baby! No I’m not, but you should see your faces!”
you’re smiling. i’ve gone insane and you’re smiling.
the amount of times taylor was promised a future with marriage and kids, from a older man who is societally at that stage in life (but she wasn’t good enough), to someone who wanted it so bad (in the wrong way) that he almost trapped her, to someone she grew up with for years and thought would love to be with her but that wasn’t true, to someone who came back in her life for a few weeks and promised her everything at her lowest and then ghosted her… built and broken down from the same high, promised what she wants the most and had it taken away repeatedly, and that leading into the prophecy and how she is fated to be left alone forever is just heartbreaking. i think one of the things i feel most in TTPD is resentment of these men making false promises, her hating herself because she always believes them and goes crazy when they leave.
i just realized that theyre gonna be new song acronyms that i have to memorize
let’s take a moment to remember that this is the album taylor was writing while claiming she was “the happiest i’ve ever been in my entire life”…….ijbol
Hoax was the blueprint for ttpd (messy, blurry lines between multiple muses, confusing, lore to be unpacked for centuries to come)
The Tortured Poets Department Prologue
At this hearing I stand before my fellow members of the Tortured Poets Department With a summary of my findings A debrief, a detailed rewinding For the purpose of warning For the sake of reminding
As you might all unfortunately recall I had been struck by a case of a restricted humanity Which explains my plea here today of temporary i n s a n i t y
You see, the pendulum swings Oh, the chaos it brings Leads the caged beast to do the most curious things
Lovers spent years denying what's ill fated Resentment rotting away galaxies we created
Stars placed and glued meticulously by hand next to the ceiling fan
Tried wishing on comets. Tried dimming the shine. Tried to orbit his planet. Some stars never align.
And in one conversation, I tore down the whole sky.
Spring sprung forth with dazzling freedom hues Then a crash from the skylight bursting through Something old, someone hallowed, who told me he could be brand new
And so I was out of the oven and into the microwave Out of the slammer and into a tidal wave How gallant to save the empress from her gilded tower Swinging a sword he could barely lift But loneliness struck at that fateful hour Low hanging fruit on his wine stained lips
He never even scratched the surface of me.
None of them did.
"In summation, it was not a love affair!" I screamed while bringing my fists to my coffee ringed desk It was a mutual manic phase. It was self harm. It was house and then cardiac arrest.
A smirk creeps onto this poet's face Because it's the worst men that I write best.
And so I enter into evidence My tarnished coat of arms My muses, acquired like bruises My talismans and charms The tick, tick, tick of love bombs My veins of pitch black ink
All’s fair in love and poetry
Sincerely, The Chairman of The Tortured Poets Department
album prologue!! i think u should read this to understand the album better