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WAIT GUYS I’M GONNA BE IN THE CITY FOR THE GMA CENTRAL PARK SHOW BC I HAVE A JOB INTERVIEW THE NEXT DAY LSDKFJSDF I’M CRYING I’M GONNA BE HERE!!!!!!!!!!! :’)

@taylorswift @tree-paine @taylornation I have NEVER had the chance to see Taylor perform live before, I would do absolutely anything to get a ticket to this show!!! 

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Matty Healy telling Taylor to make an acoustic record has the same energy as Pitchfork reviewing Ryan Adams’ mediocre re-recording of 1989 but not the original 

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reblog with your favorite song from fearless when it first came out vs. your favorite song now! 

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also is this reminding anyone of 2010 when Taylor had the speak now live album special for thanksgiving....the FEELS I am having right now

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“spelling bee” on the NYT is legit one of the most fun parts of my day....

[eliotsmagic]

name him plums

mhm that's a contender 

[iburnedyourletters]

        It was quiet. Kailee was sitting cross legged on the edge of the          bed, staring at the door like it was going to provide some sort         of answer to her requests. Her lips felt a little dry, as if she had         sat in a room with the heat on for just a few minutes too long.          Kai was dressed in nothing more than a baggy black t-shirt that         rode up to show that she wasn't wearing anything underneath          it. 

Her hands fussed, rubbing at the worn out seams of the shirt and tracing the marks left by the icee she had spilled on herself a few hours previous. There was a distant sound of footsteps outside the fated door, followed by that door opening. Before her stood a tall, skinny boy who both seemed burdened by the world and unable to  stay on Earth for more than a few seconds at the same time. Brilliant blue eyes lingered on her, never wavering or judging. Some days, Kai wondered what happened behind those eyes. Lips that seemed almost reluctant curled into a smile, as if the sight of her was something new.

             Kailee sat up a little, watching as the lanky mess of limbs              came towards her. Her hands reached up towards him, much              like a toddler wanting to be lifted.

                        "Jamie." 

[radoncanyon]

apparently there is a 'staving artists' sale in fort worth this sunday of all these oil paintings and everything is gonna be super cheap and they all look like super generic landscapes and shit i am going to go buy the shittiest, most generic painting ever, take it back to kansas, and put it on our ugly gray prison wall and when my roommates come back and ask about it i'll say 'this is what you get when you don't help me decorate the apartment'