Mar 6, 2023
thinking about what Taylor said in the all too well short film about girlhood calcifying into a bruised adulthood, would’ve could’ve should’ve mourning the girlhood she lost, and the poem in reputation if you’re anything like me, “if you’re anything like me, you knock on wood every time you make plans, you cross your fingers, hold your breath, wish on lucky numbers and eyelashes, your superstitions were the lone survivors of the shipwreck./ Rest In Peace, to your naive bravado”...something something about about the specific pain of becoming a woman, that childhood and naivety isn’t something most of us simply mature out of, girlhood is something that is often violently torn away or something that we’re made to abandon in shame
