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12 year old me was right when I claimed the way I loved you as my fav from fearless

Idk who needs to hear this but like... Taylor was like a major independent artist her entire career 💀 she had to earn that shit herself, built a label from the groun up herself, paid for her music videos herself

augustheads

this is completely true and the most underrated part about her. people instead focus on her dad owning a single digit percentage of the company (which was brand new, so not like... insane amounts of money) taylor WALKED AWAY from a large label because she wanted to release a full LP so bad. she took a chance on a man who left a large label as well. she made that place everything it is today. SHE sat on the floor and sent CDs of her singles to radio. SHE baked cookies and other goods for hosts to promote. SHE wrote her songs. SHE created the themes of her albums, tours, merch designs. SHE decided to use social media HER WAY to interact with fans and authentially grow. Taylor Swift made herself who she is. Yes, she had help from a team as she grew, she had a family with money who supported her, but NEVER, EVER dismiss how much work it was for a TEEN GIRL to put herself out there like that. In a male dominated genre. With radio that is still explicitly sexist.

ohwellokcomputer

Taylor Swift in 2007: I’m just a girl from Nashville, singing about first love :)

Taylor Swift in 2020: well maybe if he hadn’t cheated on his wife, I wouldn’t have fucking murdered him

radioheadyaoi

To put it plainly, we just couldn’t stop writing songs. To put it more poetically, it feels like we were standing on the edge of this folklorian woods and had a choice: to turn and go back or to travel further into into this forest of music. We chose to wander deeper in and my collaborators and I are proud to announce that my 9th studio album and folklore’s sister album is here. It’s called evermore.

EVERMORE (2020)

ihityoulikebanggg

WAIT. EVERYONE 🚨IM 🚨ONTO 🚨SOMETHING🚨. so there’s the theory that there are three sister albums: Folklore, Evermore, and Woodvale. and in the goldrush 2nd chorus she sings “My mind turns your life into folklore” an obvious reference to the last album, folklore. BUT ON THE FIRST CHORUS IN THE SAME PLACE SHE SINGS “I see me padding across your WOODEN floors.” WOODEN. WOODVALE. not mention how she capitalized WOODSY in her instagram post. THERES GONNA BE A THIRD ALBUM IM CONVINCED

londonsboy

YOUR MIDAS TOUCH ON THE CHEVY DOOR NOVEMBER FLUSH AND YOUR FLANNEL CURE “THIS DORM WAS ONCE A MAD HOUSE” I MADE A JOKE “WELL ITS MADE FOR ME” HOW EVERGREEN OUR GROUP OF FRIENDS DONT THINK WE’LL SAY THAT WORD AGAIN AND SOON THEY;; HAVE THE NERVE TO DECK THE HALLS THAT WE ONCE WALKED THROUGH ONE FOR THE MONEY, TWO FOR THE SHOW I NEVER WAS READY SO I WATCHE YOU GO SOMETIMES YOU JUST DONT KNOW THE ANSWER TIL SOMEONES ON THEIR KNEES AND ASKS YOU “SHE WOULDVE MADE SUCH A LOVELY BRIDE” WHAT A SHAME SHES STUCK IN HER HEAD THEY SAID BUT YOU FIND THE REAL THING INSTEAD SHE’LL PATCH UP YOUR TAPESTRY THAT I SHRED

ihityoulikebanggg

WAIT. EVERYONE 🚨IM 🚨ONTO 🚨SOMETHING🚨. so there’s the theory that there are three sister albums: Folklore, Evermore, and Woodvale. and in the goldrush 2nd chorus she sings “My mind turns your life into folklore” an obvious reference to the last album, folklore. BUT ON THE FIRST CHORUS IN THE SAME PLACE SHE SINGS “I see me padding across your WOODEN floors.” WOODEN. WOODVALE. not mention how she capitalized WOODSY in her instagram post. THERES GONNA BE A THIRD ALBUM IM CONVINCED

#taylorswift #folklore #evermore #woodvale

ok is it just me or is that guitar/banjo? riff in cowboy like me the same one in should’ve said no...👀

#taylorswift #evermore

mariahf145

3 days til rep bday🖤

@taylorswift

auraismoonstone

pialovestaylor

she looks so beautiful and healthy 🥺

mylover

you gotta step into the daylight and let it go,just let it go.

One Year Of Lover.

holygraund

Lover (2019.08.23) This album is a love letter to love itself- all the captivating, spellbinding, maddening devastating red, blue, gray, golden aspects of it (that’s why there are so many songs) In honor of fever dreams, bad boys, confessions of love on a drunken night out, Christmas lights still hanging in January, guitar string scars on my hands, false gods and blind faith, memories of jumping into an icy outdoor pool, creaks in floorboards and ultraviolet morning light, finally finding a friend, and opening the curtains to see the clearest, brightest daylight after the darkest night. We are what we love.