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Not today Justin
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we're not kids anymore.
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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if i look back, i am lost
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@imnottheonlyjamay
Ok I’ve had a lot of time to reflect on this: I think the most profound part of Miss Americana is when Taylor mouths “I love you” because we have heard her say it a thousand times over in her songs, but her talent lies in not using those three words to say it.
Akira ASKR aka Akira Asakura (Okinawa, Japan) - 1: Around My New Neighbor, 2012 2: 諸見 百軒通り, 2013 3: Untitled (Back Alley, Itoman City), 2013 4: Bars, 2013 5: Snack Bar Keiko, 2013 6: Lanterns, 2013 7: Restaurant “Nation”, 2013 8: Untitled, 2013 9: Untitled, 2013 10: Small Alleyway Around My Neighborhood, 2013 Photography
(by emmett_sparling)
Robyn’s “Dancing on My Own” is inspired by “her love of inherently sad, gay disco anthems” and I think Inherently Sad, Gay Disco is my new mood
Artist Luo Li Rong
Hi, I’m Julia Morris.
Me introducing myself
I actually might’ve just fallen in love with her nsidjdj
I want complete backstory for every single alias she gave
tag yourself I’m super shy but pushing through it
Na-maste
I want to apologise to
- Britney for making fun of her when she had her breakdown
- Monica Lewinski for judging her when she was a 22year old temp sexually assaulted by the most powerful man in the world
- Ke$ha for ever thinking she was trashy when all she wanted to do was make party music
- Kristen Stewart for ever thinking she was dumb when she’s actually one of the coolest people ever
- Megan Fox for ever thinking she was just a slut when actually she was an actress being harassed by her employer.
- Hating all the women who made a career out of having a hot body. Being is shape is hard, beauty is a weapon and auto promotion is hard work.
- All the Mary-Sues, who exist because young girls everywhere want to be part of a story they love so much
- All the female characters I ever snobbed because they got in the way of my ship.
- Hating the color pink during my teenage years, when it’s actually a lovely color and what I resented was society’s pressure to perform femininity.
This is what sexism does. The media runs a smear campaign against women. And when we were younger we knew no better and trusted them. Now we know better.
Ugh Gay Angst
Okay now when I listen to “Cruel Summer” all I can think about is Demi and Kristian before Demi leaves for BiP.
Fever dream high In the quiet of the night You know that I caught it (oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
They meet in casual settings with mutual friends hanging out. Whether the flirtation is instant or a slow burn, they can’t stop thinking about each other when they leave that night. They hope to run into each other again soon.
Bad, bad boys Shiny toy with a price You know that I bought it (oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
But in the back of Demi’s mind is BiP. She’s open to it, she’s signed up for it, she’s excited for it. But she knows that signing up for BiP means looking for a man; there isn’t even the “option” to explore things with women. Going means writing off another part of her for a period of time. Going means paying a price to try and find love.
Killing me slow, out the window I'm always waiting for you to be waiting below Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes What doesn't kill me makes me want you more
But they’re still drawn to each other. While they’re apart, they hope the other makes an excuse to reach out or the mutual friend will orchestrate something fortuitous. The next time they finally do meet, things move much faster. The chemistry and connection is obvious and was always instant. It’s amazing and strong and so natural. And neither saw this coming or was even looking for it.
And it's new The shape of your body, it's blue The feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer
Demi is upfront about BiP with Kristian and they start things with no road map of where things will be. The timing, of course, could not be worse. It would be one thing if the feelings had been one-sided, but neither of them were prepared for what they have. A huge change is on the horizon, slowly creeping towards them, and with each passing moment they fall more and more in love.
It's cool That's what I tell 'em, no rules In breakable heaven but Ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer With you
When they’re together, it’s a private space where they can get to know each and grow together. There is no Bachelor Nation rules and it can unfold organically and at their own pace. But it’s temporary. Soon Demi will be off to one of the biggest stages, will be excepted to try and find love, and to have not found it before she gets there.
Hang your head low In the glow of the vending machine I'm not dying (oh yeah, you're right, I want it) We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times We're not trying (oh yeah, you're right, I want it)
Everyday moments pass and they soak in every one. But should they be doing more? Doubt plagues them, it’s a shadow in every conversation and every look between them. “Has it been enough? Have I been enough? What’s going to happen next? Should I say something before it’s too late?”
So cut the headlights Summer's a knife I'm always waiting for you Just to cut to the bone Devils roll the dice Angels roll their eyes And if I bleed You'll be the last to know
The remaining moments pass between them, most of them great and some of them sober. Neither wants to bring up the impending change out of fear of conflict, of hurt feelings, and of sadness. There’s not much to be said without being too vulnerable. Saying “I love you, please remember that” feels too heavy. Saying “I’m sorry” feels too small. Saying “I’m hurting” feels too obvious.
I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh) Said "I'm fine", but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you
But it’s overwhelming and they succumb to all of their complicated emotions. There is crying, there is patience, there is discussion and agreement, but if you were to ask either of them if they were happy, they wouldn’t be able to say “yes.”
And I, snuck in through the garden gate Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh) And I screamed for whatever it's worth I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?
[S]he looks up, grinning like a devil
“I support you and I trust you, but please, for my sake, don’t break my heart. I love you, I love you, I love you.”
It's new The shape of your body, it's blue The feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer
It's cool That's what I tell 'em, no rules In breakable heaven but Ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer With you
I'm drunk in the back of the car And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh) Said "I'm fine", but it wasn't true I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you And I, snuck in through the garden gate Every night that summer just to seal my fate (oh) And I screamed for whatever it's worth I love you, ain't that the worst thing you ever heard?
A last night together before radio silence. It’s thick with longing but understanding. They agree on where they are: dating but not exclusively. It’s a change (or a chance) to survive and it’s so hard. And now all that’s left to do is wait.
Brutal.
