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Today's Document
if i look back, i am lost
YOU ARE THE REASON
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
noise dept.
Love Begins
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
we're not kids anymore.
One Nice Bug Per Day
I'd rather be in outer space šø
KIROKAZE
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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Jules of Nature
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@welcometobadblood
I just want to say, āscrabbleā is a big Taylor related inside joke that I have with some of my closest friends and so weāre all dying over here with that reference in her āLoverā video...like Taylor you have absolutely killed us š
How much is too much to pay for a tour ticket? I canāt decide ugh!Ā
THESE VOCALS KILLED ME AND BROUGHT ME BACK TO LIFE @taylorswift
Incredible video of Ready For It
My Reputation Story
Soooā¦ I know Iām not active on here, but I wanted to speak a little bit on what Reputation means for me. I know that I donāt corner the market on it, but as I have been sitting here crying listening to New Yearās Day thinking about what this album means for me at this specific time in my life, I realized I needed to share my story. I donāt know with what intention, but I would love it if you shared it if it touches you in any way. And also, I needed to write this for my own sake.
I am gay.
Iāve never typed that publicly on the internet before. Ever. Even though Iām out in real life to my loved ones, and now much more drastically (more on that), it shocks me that Iāve never been safe to simply type that simple fact.
Last October, I entered into my first ever relationship. It was toxic, unhealthy, twisted, and I was left cheated on, heart broken, and ultimately confused as to what love is supposed to be about. Which led me into a downward spiral in December, ending in me coming out to my family.
For background, I have been raised in a Christian home and have had to deal with where I find myself at the intersection of my faith and my sexuality. On top of that, I went to a private Christian school from Kindergarten through 12th grade. My family did not take it well. They thought it was wrong, they got angry, of course they expressed their love but it launched me onto the ride of my life. For the last 5 months of my senior year in high school (this January through May), I was then forced to keep my mouth shut, be sure not to speak out, and keep my head down about it all.
That said, people knew. And they talked about me a lot. I remember in May, after prom, I found out that there was a rumor going around about how I was dancing with a boy at prom, which is an utter impossibility. I heard about classmates who were plotting to try to catfish me to yank me out of the closet. It was a witch hunt.
But alas, I survived. I graduated high school relatively unscathed, and expectant for the future away from that whole scene. Oh how ignorant I was thenā¦
About three weeks after graduation, I met a boy. I fell hard, and I fell quick, although at the time I was very cautious due to how broken I still was from my prior relationship. I tried to push him away, I tried to shut it down a couple times, but it was inevitable. And despite it all, said boy refused to give up until we made it official.
I could bore you with the details of the early bit, but essentially I had to hide him from my family as I am still living at home. That blew up in my face, it was messy and ugly, whatever. But I fell more and more and more in love with him. He is everything I could ever dream of and more.
Fast forward, I wanted to go visit him in Baltimore in October where he started going to university this fall, and I decided to go ultimately against my parentās wishes. It was not pretty. But I went anyway, and Iāve never been more happy in my life than that weekend. Interestingly enough, we have this cute thing where he calls me the āmost beautifulā and I call him the āmost gorgeousā, so that we donāt argue over who is the most of one of those (weāre so gay Iām sorry).
Well, that weekend Gorgeous dropped. I had loved Look What You Made Me Do and ā¦ Ready For It, but listening to Gorgeous for the first time while I had run away to my amazing boyfriend, who I happen to call the āmost gorgeousā, while he held me in his armsā¦ I just about lost it. I canāt tell you how that felt, it felt so right and I felt so safe in that moment despite all the other shit. It was like Taylor wrote this song from the thoughts in my head. Oh, did I mention that I was dating the toxic ex when I first saw my current boyfriend? Sound familiar?
So I get home from the weekend, it was heaven and bliss. My family is pissed, but whatever I was on a high. I posted a photo of my boyfriend and I on my private instagram account with only about 40 trusted friends following. Everything was fine and great.
Until the photo leaked at the school I graduated from. Remember? The Christian one?
Now, I was a big deal on campus. I was a leader, I tried to invest in the student body, I was on stage a lot as I led worship in chapel, and all of that was the greatest privilege and joy of my high school career, I genuinely enjoyed serving my peers and creating the best possible experience that I could for them. So it wasnāt like I was some random guy. In addition, my family had been plugged in there for 20 years, with my mom still currently working there.
The photo spread like wildfire among faculty, staff, students, parents, etc. And everything I loved went up into flames.
I was getting comments from people, texts, emails, I knew that people were talking about me, the administration had to step in due to my mom still working there. The āreputationā I had built for myself the past 13 years there was all of a sudden gone, just because I kissed a boy. Everything went straight down the toilet, and it felt like everything had crumbled to pieces around me. Iām still reeling from it all and trying to figure out what to do next and how I can even continue breathing. Iāve been reduced to the worst mental health Iāve ever had, I struggle to keep going day to day, and I honestly just donāt know what to do.
So then drops āReputationā. And somehow, Taylor wrote my entire heart out. The first time I listened to the album, I felt like someone punched me in the gut. It hurt me a lot. I couldnāt listen to it again for several hours, despite how much I loved it. I felt every word so hard.
From ā¦Ready for It, thinking about how despite my circumstances I know Iām going to be with him. To Donāt Blame Me, in the religious overtones, imagining how I somehow have to explain myself to these close minded people. How I have to give in and allow them to light me up like the witch they would make me out to be.
To Delicate, recognizing that I am in a broken, hurt place, trying to figure out how to start a new relationship and what it means to be loved. Look What You Made Me Do, so perfectly encapsulating my more angry feelings as I feel I should be justified in posting a photo with my boyfriend privately.
Then to the softer tonesā¦ Thinking how my boyfriend has loved me at my worst, has made me so happy. Has become the love of my life overnight, despite all the madness and despite circumstances and things that most boys would give up on me for.
King of My Heart, somehow describing this discreet relationships so perfectly. Thereās of course Dress, and Iām not going to go into the details of that :-) Ā Call It What You Want, as I imagine my baby and how he loves me so much.
And finally, New Yearās Day. I want a love like this song, the one that lasts in the worst moments. I have been through the wringer. My reputation is destroyed, Iām trying to figure out how to rise up from the ashes. But Iām so grateful for this album, so specifically writing my story. I am shocked by how much it all feels relevant, and it still hurts to try to process all of my emotions through this album.
This has gone on long enough and I feel as though I could say a million more words about this album. But this is just a small piece of my story that I wanted to share. Because I can.
Thank you @taylorswift. Forever and always.
Xoxo. Austin.
Iām bringing this back since tour has started... Thank you so so so much @taylorswift... I only hope that we all can thank you as fans this tour and give back to you as much as possible. I love you <3
reputation Glendale concert review
stop it.Ā
delicate, glendale 5.08.18
Fearless to repā¦Ā
Get you a squad thatās dedicated to making a campaign for you to meet Taylor on your birthday @justbereputatiion @timtamslife @welcometobadblood
My Reputation Story
Soooā¦ I know Iām not active on here, but I wanted to speak a little bit on what Reputation means for me. I know that I donāt corner the market on it, but as I have been sitting here crying listening to New Yearās Day thinking about what this album means for me at this specific time in my life, I realized I needed to share my story. I donāt know with what intention, but I would love it if you shared it if it touches you in any way. And also, I needed to write this for my own sake.
I am gay.
Iāve never typed that publicly on the internet before. Ever. Even though Iām out in real life to my loved ones, and now much more drastically (more on that), it shocks me that Iāve never been safe to simply type that simple fact.
Last October, I entered into my first ever relationship. It was toxic, unhealthy, twisted, and I was left cheated on, heart broken, and ultimately confused as to what love is supposed to be about. Which led me into a downward spiral in December, ending in me coming out to my family.
For background, I have been raised in a Christian home and have had to deal with where I find myself at the intersection of my faith and my sexuality. On top of that, I went to a private Christian school from Kindergarten through 12th grade. My family did not take it well. They thought it was wrong, they got angry, of course they expressed their love but it launched me onto the ride of my life. For the last 5 months of my senior year in high school (this January through May), I was then forced to keep my mouth shut, be sure not to speak out, and keep my head down about it all.
That said, people knew. And they talked about me a lot. I remember in May, after prom, I found out that there was a rumor going around about how I was dancing with a boy at prom, which is an utter impossibility. I heard about classmates who were plotting to try to catfish me to yank me out of the closet. It was a witch hunt.
But alas, I survived. I graduated high school relatively unscathed, and expectant for the future away from that whole scene. Oh how ignorant I was thenā¦
About three weeks after graduation, I met a boy. I fell hard, and I fell quick, although at the time I was very cautious due to how broken I still was from my prior relationship. I tried to push him away, I tried to shut it down a couple times, but it was inevitable. And despite it all, said boy refused to give up until we made it official.
I could bore you with the details of the early bit, but essentially I had to hide him from my family as I am still living at home. That blew up in my face, it was messy and ugly, whatever. But I fell more and more and more in love with him. He is everything I could ever dream of and more.
Fast forward, I wanted to go visit him in Baltimore in October where he started going to university this fall, and I decided to go ultimately against my parentās wishes. It was not pretty. But I went anyway, and Iāve never been more happy in my life than that weekend. Interestingly enough, we have this cute thing where he calls me the āmost beautifulā and I call him the āmost gorgeousā, so that we donāt argue over who is the most of one of those (weāre so gay Iām sorry).
Well, that weekend Gorgeous dropped. I had loved Look What You Made Me Do and ā¦ Ready For It, but listening to Gorgeous for the first time while I had run away to my amazing boyfriend, who I happen to call the āmost gorgeousā, while he held me in his armsā¦ I just about lost it. I canāt tell you how that felt, it felt so right and I felt so safe in that moment despite all the other shit. It was like Taylor wrote this song from the thoughts in my head. Oh, did I mention that I was dating the toxic ex when I first saw my current boyfriend? Sound familiar?
So I get home from the weekend, it was heaven and bliss. My family is pissed, but whatever I was on a high. I posted a photo of my boyfriend and I on my private instagram account with only about 40 trusted friends following. Everything was fine and great.
Until the photo leaked at the school I graduated from. Remember? The Christian one?
Now, I was a big deal on campus. I was a leader, I tried to invest in the student body, I was on stage a lot as I led worship in chapel, and all of that was the greatest privilege and joy of my high school career, I genuinely enjoyed serving my peers and creating the best possible experience that I could for them. So it wasnāt like I was some random guy. In addition, my family had been plugged in there for 20 years, with my mom still currently working there.
The photo spread like wildfire among faculty, staff, students, parents, etc. And everything I loved went up into flames.
I was getting comments from people, texts, emails, I knew that people were talking about me, the administration had to step in due to my mom still working there. The āreputationā I had built for myself the past 13 years there was all of a sudden gone, just because I kissed a boy. Everything went straight down the toilet, and it felt like everything had crumbled to pieces around me. Iām still reeling from it all and trying to figure out what to do next and how I can even continue breathing. Iāve been reduced to the worst mental health Iāve ever had, I struggle to keep going day to day, and I honestly just donāt know what to do.
So then drops āReputationā. And somehow, Taylor wrote my entire heart out. The first time I listened to the album, I felt like someone punched me in the gut. It hurt me a lot. I couldnāt listen to it again for several hours, despite how much I loved it. I felt every word so hard.
From ā¦Ready for It, thinking about how despite my circumstances I know Iām going to be with him. To Donāt Blame Me, in the religious overtones, imagining how I somehow have to explain myself to these close minded people. How I have to give in and allow them to light me up like the witch they would make me out to be.
To Delicate, recognizing that I am in a broken, hurt place, trying to figure out how to start a new relationship and what it means to be loved. Look What You Made Me Do, so perfectly encapsulating my more angry feelings as I feel I should be justified in posting a photo with my boyfriend privately.
Then to the softer tonesā¦ Thinking how my boyfriend has loved me at my worst, has made me so happy. Has become the love of my life overnight, despite all the madness and despite circumstances and things that most boys would give up on me for.
King of My Heart, somehow describing this discreet relationships so perfectly. Thereās of course Dress, and Iām not going to go into the details of that :-) Ā Call It What You Want, as I imagine my baby and how he loves me so much.
And finally, New Yearās Day. I want a love like this song, the one that lasts in the worst moments. I have been through the wringer. My reputation is destroyed, Iām trying to figure out how to rise up from the ashes. But Iām so grateful for this album, so specifically writing my story. I am shocked by how much it all feels relevant, and it still hurts to try to process all of my emotions through this album.
This has gone on long enough and I feel as though I could say a million more words about this album. But this is just a small piece of my story that I wanted to share. Because I can.
Thank you @taylorswift. Forever and always.
Xoxo. Austin.
I Donāt Wanna Live Forever // Taylor Swift and zayn
taylor's rep just confirmed to people mag that taylor did write tiwycf lol plot twist
Hahaha
why is there so much coverage of taylor and tom arriving in australia???? is nothing else going on down there???Ā
nah they have gun control
In memory of Kanye West. He aināt dead, but he is to me.
