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Armer, armer Max. Die Umarmung, I can’t 😭💔

Max Ballauf going down on his girlfriend?? Damn Tatort 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

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Oh Köln. They’re old white guys, but they’re MY old white guys, you know?

Max Ballauf going down on his girlfriend?? Damn Tatort 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

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Max Ballauf going down on his girlfriend?? Damn Tatort 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

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So long, London is the sad twin to Cornelia Street??

Cornelia St is about loving a place because of the person you’re sharing it with and this “oh, I could never love it here the same way if we ever ended :)” and then in So long, London it’s ended and she’ll never walk those streets the same way again.

Sorry for being super obvious but this soul-crushing realization just hit me this morning 🥲

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As for “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me,” Swift revealed that she wrote the tune “alone, sitting at the piano in one of those moments when I felt bitter about just all the things we do to our artists as a society and as a culture.” “There’s a lot about this particular concept on ‘The Tortured Poets Department,'” she added. “What do we do to our writers, and our artists, and our creatives? We put them through hell. We watch what they create, then we judge it. We love to watch artists in pain, often to the point where I think sometimes as a society we provoke that pain and we just watch what happens.”

Taylor on ��Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me” and TTPD (Variety)

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what are you current top 5 songs from ttpd?

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i cried in therapy AND enlightened my therapist on what fanfiction is. what a time to be alive.

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OMITB update. For everyone struggling with an ed/ body image issues, here’s the content warning I wish I would have gotten:

There’s a massively triggering self-hatred scene in 3.09. Like, viscerally, painfully sad.

Not criticizing the show or anything, just saying I wish I had known in advance. Might not have watched in my current state of mind.

Take care of yourselves. Lots of love. I hate this shit. We can do this 💕

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damn the only murders in the building score really slaps

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Just so you all realize and see it in action:

This fic was finished in 2015 and the author hadn't had a comment since 2016. They appreciated the comment even though it was just emoji hearts, they were happy and surprised to receive love on their older fic.

Don't stop commenting just because it's an old piece or because you think you can't come up with something smart, witty or thoughtful to say.

Just say anything. Just put an emoji. Just let them know you appreciate their work.

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No body, no crime// Taylor Swift+Elite

Lu&Carla edition

I’m in a Taylor mood this weekend, so here’s a throwback to one of my fav entries in my TS/Elite collection!

Carla's eyes drifted out the window into the jet black night. Her chest ached as if she'd taken a hit with the hammer herself.

With a shaky exhale, she turned back to Guzman, whose right side of the face was covered in blood from where she had smashed in his forehead.

"I should have pushed her away. I should never have become Lu's friend, because that was how she got close to you. Through me."

Carla pressed her lips together. Come on. Don't stop now.

"She fell so hard for you almost immediately, I could tell, and I played into it. The double-dates, Polo and I and Lu and you… I thought it was fun. I encouraged her, because I didn't see it yet – you were my friend and I never believed you would be so cruel. And by the time I realized, it was too late. She was in too deep and she never managed to get out again. Maybe if I had been more insistent in college while you were broken up… But the second you stepped back into her life it was obvious she would be pulled under by your current again."

For a moment, the pain was so overwhelming that Carla thought about jumping overboard and sinking to the bottom of the sea. Then she looked at Guzman, who was fading fast.

She had let Lu down, and her best friend had died as a result. Carla was not going to do it again. She would stick to the plan and finish this.

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hey, tag this with a food people get really upset about you not liking

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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic