You left me no choice but to stay here forever.
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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Jules of Nature
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trying on a metaphor
EXPECTATIONS
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@taylordressedaschewbacca
You left me no choice but to stay here forever.
evermore | Taylor Swift ft. Bon Iver
here’s some of my taylor-inspired jewelry! 💖 (please ignore the absolutely horrible lighting lmao)
looking back on the 1989 era is so bittersweet because at the time, it really did seem like taylor was happier than she had ever been before. and i think she genuinely thought she was too: she was loved by the public, she had a ton of friends, her album was doing well, she was breaking records and winning awards left and right…and it wasn’t until the aftermath, when everything had come crashing down, and she was sitting in the rubble of what was, that she realised how superficial it was. that happiness doesn’t come just because you keep insisting you’re happy. that success isn’t worth it if you don’t have people you can count on. that praise means nothing if it’s coming from people who will turn on you with the flick of a switch. that forcing yourself to be the person that everyone wants you to be, might bring temporary love and joy, but it’s fleeting and ultimately empty. and i think when you’re young, especially at a time like this, when happiness is advertised to us as something we can achieve if we buy the right things and follow carefully curated advice, you’ll sacrifice real happiness for the illusion of it, because it’s prettier and it makes others happy. and we don’t always notice we’re doing it. it’s not until that all collapses in on us, and we discover that the mansion we were living in never had a solid foundation, that we realise it was never true happiness.
and there was a time when taylor would have stayed in the wreckage, pretended it was the castle that it used to be, in hopes that it would rebuild itself. that the people who used to attend those extravagant house parties would come and help her rebuild. but then she realised that even if that happened, it would still be unreliable and shaky. and that sometimes the best thing for us to do is crawl from the rubble, dust ourselves off, and find a new home somewhere else. somewhere more quiet, more relaxed, less glamorous, less pretty…but safer. stable. filled with true happiness.
track 2;
Betty by Taylor Swift
I never thought we’d have a last kiss…
Just like our last kiss.
Taylor Alison Swift, “Last kiss” (2010) ♡︎
THAT JULY NINTH, THE BEAT OF YOUR HEART IT JUMPS THROUGH YOUR SHIRT, I CAN STILL FEEL YOUR ARMS
JULY NINTH ♡ HAPPY LAST KISS DAY
ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑟𝑒...
me: celebrity culture is so weird and toxic
me, signing onto my taylor swift blog:
top 10 unhinged taylor moments
The Lover Journals // a personal visual representation of each song on lover
Alright friends there it is!! I finally actually started in the lover journal (and did not chicken out haha been there before) I made a spread about every song on lover, how I see each song visually, how it feels to me, including my favourite lines and some photos of loved ones and friends! I enjoyed doing this so much, I did not start a project in a while that made me feel so excited and calm, all thanks to @taylorswift who had the perfect idea to include blank pages with her album journal 💓
(find me on instagram @/ sunflowerwinters !)
Lover as movie posters {1989}