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✉ : What would they say in a love letter to your muse.
Dear Taylor,Do you remember the story you once told, about the moment you knew I was your friend? We were at a... gala, event, party - whatever; and you slipped and fell to the ground. I threw myself on the ground as well, wanting to make you laugh instead let you feel embarrassed, and we laughed it off and locked down the friendship which hopefully lasts for a lifetime.But I haven’t always been such a supportive friend, and this is my apology.
There was a time when it was you against Kendall’s family, and I was a coward who didn’t want to pick a side. Admittedly, I was hoping things would blow out of proportion for a little while only, and everything would go back to normal after a nice make up gathering and everyone could move on. Instead, things have gone from bad to worse, and I didn’t move from the sidelines. Both you and Kendall are the people I love dearly, and it seemed as if picking either side would be a declaration of betraying the other. But my silence was sort of taking a side as well, and it’s something that I will never forgive myself. The reminder is especially tough whenever you say that you had been mostly keeping to the grandma life lately. Would things have turned out different if more of us publicly had your back and fucked off the world and nasty headlines? Probably.
I’m terribly sorry, more than words could ever explain. And I hope you can forgive me, but don’t ever forget. Please. I won’t either, because it is a lesson for a lifetime - the one which I hope we’ll never need to put the things we learned to practice in the future.I love you. - Cara
✳ : Someone who inspires them.
This is a shout out to the girl whose photo should be next to the definition of the work ethics: @queenvh.
Was it a play,a Broadway show’s opening night that you had to do when your dad passed away? Sorry, details a bit foggy. Not that the exact gig matters that much, my point here is how so many people wouldn’t be able to even go out and sweep the leaves off the street in such a situation. I, for sure, would be locked inside crying for days. But you’ve got the sort of strength that comes to selected people only, and with all the talent you’ve got, it’s comforting to know that you’re one of those people who carries that virtue. You rock on everything that you do, and pull it off in spite the personal struggle and dumb critics behind it. I’m always proud of you, babe.
