cowboylikme

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your only job on this earth is to be so intrinsically yourself that the right people gravitate toward you and the wrong people move out of your way

Appreciation post with every single Taylor Room I've done so far! 💛💜❤️🩵🩷🩶🤎💙🤍

The Taylor Swift Room and the Reputation Room won't be done until we have their Taylor's Version re-release (it would only be fair!).

ok we just laughed until our ribs got tired. Now what

so what if i'm pretentious. sometimes things are simply beneath me it's as simple as that

“some things aren’t meant to last” ok but consider this: I love permanence and consistency

Fuck nonchalantism, I need obsession, I need yearning, I need someone who keeps every little detail about me and remembers every thing I say or do.

I'm "looking" for a boyfriend in the sense that I'm waiting for one to fall into my lap by divine intervention.

Im so brave for going outside even though everyone thinks im weird and is plotting to undermine/hurt me

“taylor swift ruined football” “sabrina carpenter ruined fortnite”

THANK GOD. men don’t deserve to have an ounce of fun

I ❤️ ISOLATING MYSELF

46893736525263 RELATIONSHIPS RUINED

can we PLEASE talk about how taylor swift really built an entire album around a car metaphor for a toxic relationship. like. she feels like this luxury car he crashed years ago!expensive, rare, irreplaceable… but she still wants him. so what does she do?? she tells him to go ahead, buy the car he wants. but here’s the thingggg the car won’t even start unless he touches her again.

and the wild part?? it works. he gets the car. so she lets go of her past and jumps in with him, ready to ride or die. they’re barely at the starting line before they’re breaking every rule, flooring it, crashing through fences like manic teenagers in love.

but then?? he starts throwing spikes on the road. like metaphorical sabotage. and she sees it, she knows it’s dangerous, but she doesn’t care because the ride is just so intoxicating. she’s addicted to the chaos and danger.

But of course. OF COURSE. he crashes it. again. AT HER OWN PARTY and he just drives away. To leave her stranded and safe, but right back at the start.

and the worst part??? she realizes he never even bought the car. it was a RENTAL. just like she was to him.

I love like a dog. Like yes, I’d love to listen to you talk about your passions. I will sit there with big attentive eyes and wagging my tail while we unpack everything you’ve ever done and will ever do. I want nothing more than to hold your face and breath you in for a while

Sylvia Plath, from a letter featured in The Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. 1: 1940-1956

more people should choose silence and empathetic reflection before saying things just to say something

Sometimes you need to read something twice to get it. You might need to watch a movie three times to understand it. You might have to have that album on repeat for a week until the lyrics make any sense. You're allowed to engage with it and can keep engaging with it until it means something to you. People will see a painting at a museum and laugh about not getting what the big deal is but like you can come back, you can see it at another time, and maybe that next time it'll be different for you. I'm of the belief the "media literacy crisis" would solve itself if more people just sat down and did it again. Watched, read, played, listened, etc like I don't think people are getting more ignorant necessarily I just think we're not glorifying personally replaying things nearly as much as we should be.

I wait patiently, he's gonna notice me. You are the one I have been waiting for. I've waited my whole life. I've been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night, and now I see daylight. He better lock it down or I won't stick around 'cause good ones never wait. If this is the long haul, how'd we get here so soon? I wait by the door like I'm just a kid. Were you waiting at our old spot? Now I'm waiting by the phone. Like waiting for a bus that never shows, you just start walking on. Now I just sit in the dark and wonder if it's time. Should've known it was a matter of time. I died on the altar waiting for the proof. Still alive, killing time at the cemetery. I just sit here and wait, grieving for the living. I won't confess that I waited, but I let the lamp burn. The woman who sits by the window has turned out the light. Even statues crumble if they're made to wait.

Every sky was your own kind of blue.

Franny Choi, from "I Guess By Now I Thought I’d Be Done With Shame"

women have male loneliness worse

Secretary (2002) // Hey Jupiter by Tori Amos

sorry i was passionate & intense & insane. it will happen again

Hand kissing is sacred, high romance and I think we need to revive it

i am terrified by how quickly people change their minds. it fucking terrifies me to think about letting someone in and trusting them and then them just changing their mind about me. and it terrifies me because it’s happened too many times

sometimes remembering things just absolutely kills me

love you fictional men who would not hesitate to burn the world down for you

I need to be babied, for science. serious inquiries only freaks