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A Place to Call Home

I’ve never known what it’s like to stay.

We were always moving—

evictions like storms that came without warning,

bags packed in silence,

the sound of doors closing behind us.

Home was borrowed:

a friend’s couch,

the backseat of the car,

a motel room that smelled like someone else’s life.

Now, I’ve lived in this apartment for five years.

Five years of calling it mine,

but the walls don’t feel like they know me.

The air here doesn’t carry the weight of permanence.

Someday, I’ll have a home that stays.

A place where roots don’t have to hide

and dreams don’t have to fit in a suitcase.

I’ll stand still long enough

to watch the seasons change

through the same window.

Until then, I keep dreaming of doors

that open up and never close behind me.

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GIFs *advice needed*

I’m brand new to making GIFs and not sure where the best site is to create them. Whenever I look it up, I find YouTube videos that are over a decade old..

My feed is full of crystal-clear content, and I’d love to learn how to do it too.

I also have a MacBook, iPad, and iPhone, so whichever works best, feel free to let me know!

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Royal Orange Tabby

The Prince of Meow Town graciously accepts your tribute and shall henceforth rule over the land of Felineia with purrfect wisdom and fluffy splendor.

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10/10 loving this!!🫶🏻✨

THE MAKING OF MIDNIGHTS

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I'm the problem, it's me!

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Confessions of a Stay-at-Home Swiftie (and Mom)

So, I did something big for myself. Like, actually for me. And it feels wild to even write that. (This does not include my Dunkin’ iced coffee, because we all know that doesn’t count.)

As a stay-at-home mom, I don’t exactly have a big “splurge” budget—and with a two-year-old who, let’s be real, thinks the world revolves around her snack schedule, I rarely do things that don’t involve Cheerios, nap time, or budget meals.

But here I am, 25 years old, with my brand-new, slightly-too-expensive (for my budget) Taylor Swift merch that has absolutely, 100%, zero regrets attached. None.

In the two years since my daughter was born, I've realized that motherhood has this way of changing your whole universe while also making your world feel smaller. Friends from before? Poof. They vanished the second I swapped “nights out” for “nights in,” which now mean pajamas by 8 PM, chasing a toddler, and listening to…you guessed it: TSwift. ♡

It sounds dramatic, I know, but her music has become the friend I can hit "play" on whenever I need a dose of nostalgia, a pep talk, or just a good cry on my kitchen floor. Her lyrics have been like this secret lifeline reminding me I’m allowed to feel everything, even on the days when the only words I hear are “Mom! Mom! Mooooom!”

I splurged because, over these years of discovering who I am as a mother—and an adult, for that matter—Taylor’s music has been like an outlet for me. It’s funny, because while her life looks totally different, her lyrics still manage to hit so close to home.

So here’s to all the moms and Swifties out there finding comfort in the little things—even if “the little things” include the occasional big splurge that feels like the best thing ever. And for anyone who feels the same? Stick around. We’ve got a lot to talk about.♡

@taylorswift @taylornation

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The Ticket I ALMOST Didn't Get and the Friend I'll NEVER Forget.

For over a year, I was on a mission: get tickets to the Eras Tour. I braved the Ticketmaster queues, joined presales, and checked every resale site I could find. But no matter what I tried, I lost The Great War.

With each sold-out show, my Eras dream seemed more out of reach. I tried to make peace with it, but my heart still ached with that once-in-a-lifetime FOMO.

Seriously out of nowhere, an Instagram message popped up from a fellow Swiftie, @keirapena. She’d seen my posts about missing out, and, without hesitation, offered me her extra ticket to the last show in Miami, FL. I couldn’t believe it—after all this time, my Eras Tour dream was actually happening.

Although we'd never met face-to-face, her vibrant energy and genuine kindness were immediately apparent.

After only knowing each other for two hours, we were laughing and singing like lifelong friends. Sharing this experience with her—the anticipation, the scream-singing, the shared glances during iconic moments—made it even more unforgettable.

From the moment Taylor stepped on stage to the last notes of “Karma,” we were completely in sync, knowing every lyric, every story, every feeling. I went from feeling like I’d missed out to experiencing one of the most magical nights of my life with someone who truly understood what it all meant.

I’m endlessly grateful to Keira for not only making my Eras dream come true but also showing me the magic of connecting with someone who feels Taylor’s music the way I do.

Here’s to the unexpected friendships, to Swifties who look out for each other, and to a night I’ll carry with me forever.

@taylorswift @taylornation

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I always strive to be the warmth that melts the ice in a room, offering a smile to make everyone feel at ease.

But when that kindness isn’t returned, even with just a light smile or nod, it feels like my stomach drops straight into my ass.

Anxiety quickly takes its place, making itself at home.

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excuse me, my jaw is on the floor

surprise songs on the european leg of the eras tour (x)

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the “i got this” look🥹

I'm a real tough kid

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My first ever Tumblr post deserves to be the fan art I’ve painted over the last few months.

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this is a work of ART!🤌🏼

try! and! come! for! my! job!