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TAYLOR SWIFT New York City — December 7, 2023

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Hey 👋

Favourite swift songs are..?

Hard to pick but KOMH, Story of Us, Willow, Fearless, Mary’s Song, Timeless, Is It Over Now, ATWTMVTVFTV, Clean, DBATC, this is me trying, Maroon, - I could go on and on lol

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NOT MACYS PLAYING CHRISTMAS TREE FARM / the way my head snapped up so fast

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My Spotify Wrapped/unwrapped

- CS obv got #1 as I tried to get it to the top of the charts (AND WE DID)

- 1989 vault tracks are all I listened to since they came out- I EVEN BOUGHT SPOTIFY PREMIUM just so I could listen to IION on repeat

that’s a wrap!

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Fans chanting for a new album announcement two weeks after we just got one is so fucking rude and shows how many people nowadays view Taylor as a product/machine and not as a human person

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forever sad that when Taylor was active on socials - I wasn’t allowed to have them lolll

Like I was the biggest Swiftie in MS/HS and never got to vocalize it online and now I fear I may get lost in the new wave of fans

Aways happy to see her getting support//just a lil sad for me

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still can’t believe taylor sang Is It Over Now x OOTW and I WASNT THERE

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I think the coolest part about being a fan from the original album to the re-record is just comparing where your life was then and now, all that’s new and all that’s not, how all this time has passed but this bond and love for Taylor has never wavered. Being present for this just feels like one of the most defining and special markers of time as a Taylor fan, almost like a pinch-me moment. ✨

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holy. shit.

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Made Taylor’s Chai cookies and they were DELICIOUS !

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I don’t get the Style TV hate at all…that lil electric guitar in the back is the current soundtrack of my life

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When I was 24 I sat in a backstage dressing room in London, buzzing with anticipation. My backup singers and bandmates gathered around me in a scattered circle.Scissors emerged and I watched in the mirror as my locks of long curly hair fell in piles on the floor. There I was in my plaid button down shirt, grinning sheepishly as my tour mates and friends cheered on my haircut. This simple thing that everyone does. But I had a secret. For me. It was more than a change of hairstyle. When I was 24. I decided to completely reinvent myself.

How does a person reinvent herself, you ask? In any way I could think of. Musically, geographically, aesthetically, behaviorally, motivationally. And I did so joyfully. The curiosity I had felt the first murmurs of while making red had amplified into a pulsing heartbeat of restlessness in my bars. The risks I took when I toyed with pop sounds and sensibilities on red? I wanted to push it further. The sense of freedom I felt when traveling to big bustling cities? I wanted to live in one. The voices that had begun to shame me in new ways for dating like a normal young woman? I wanted to silence them.

You see, in the years preceding this, I had become the target of slut shaming, the intensity and relentlessness of which would be criticized and called out if it happened today. The jokes about my amount of boyfriends. The trivialization of my songwriting as if it were a predatory act of a boy crazy psychopath. The media co-signing of this narrative. I had to make it stop because it was starting to really hurt.

It became clear to me that for me there was no such thing as casual dating, or even having a male friend who you platonically hang out with. If I was seen with him, it was assumed I was sleeping with him. And so I swore off hanging out with guys, dating, flirting, or anything that could be weaponized against me by a culture that claimed to believe in liberating women but consistently treated me with the harsh moral codes of the Victorian era.

Being a consummate optimist, I assumed I could fix this if I simply changed my behavior. I swore off dating and decided to focus only on myself, my music, my growth. And my female friendships. If I only hung out with my female friends, people couldn't sensationalize or sexualize that, right? I would learn later on that people could and people would.

But none of that mattered then because I had a plan and I had a demeanor as trusting as a basket of golden retriever puppies. I had the keys to my own apartment in New York and I had new melodies bursting from my imagination. I had Max Martin and Shellback who were happy to help me explore this new sonic landscape I was enamored with. I had a new friend named Jack Antonoff who had made some cool tracks in his apartment. I had the idea that the album would be called 1989. And we would reference big 80's synths and write sky high choruses. I had sublime, inexplicable faith and I ran right toward it, in high heels and a crop top.

There was so much that I didn't know then, and looking back I see what a good thing that was. This time of my life was marked by right kind of naïveté, a hunger for adventure. And a sense of freedom I hadn't tasted before. It turns out that the cocktail of naïveté, hunger for adventure and freedom can lead to some nasty hangovers, metaphorically speaking. Of course everyone had something to say. But they always will. I learned lessons, paid prices, and tried to… don't say it don't say it. I'm sorry, I have to say it. Shake it off.

I’ll always be so incredibly grateful for how you loved and embraced this album. You, who followed my zig zag creative choices and cheered on my risks and experiments. You, who heard the wink and humor in "blank space" and maybe even empathized with the pain behind the satire. You, who saw the seeds of allyship and advocating for equality in "Welcome to New York". You, who knew that maybe a girl who surrounds herself with female friends in adulthood is making up for a lack of them in childhood (not starting a tyrannical hot girl cult). You, who saw that I reinvent myself for a million reasons, and that one of them is to try my very best to entertain you. You, who have had the grace to allow me the freedom to change.

I was born in 1989. Reinvented for the first time in 2014, and a part of me was reclaimed in 2023 with the re-release of this album I love so dearly.

Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine the magic you would sprinkle on my life for so long. This moment is a reflection of the woods we've wandered through and all this love between us still glowing in the darkest dark.

I present to you, with gratitude and wild wonder, my version of 1989.

It’s been waiting for you.

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Say Don't Go (TV)

ok but this song is SO CINEMATIC?? we need to have it be part of a soundtrack- the rising music in the back and EVERYTHING

i need it.

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Ok but the lovesick line is soooo addicting

i know “slut!” took everyone off guard because we thought it was going to be blank space on steroids, but there’s something beautiful and quietly brave about naming a song after the word she was branded as by the public and then have it be a tender and fragile little song about falling in love instead

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the “clink clink” in Slu*t TV FTV FEELS SO GOOD in my brain ty Taylor

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lowkey makes sense some people don’t like the Taylor’s Versions- it’s bc y’all can’t handle SPICE

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The new “aaaa” in the background of YAIL TV IS SO GOOD I WANT TO HAVE IT FOR BREAKFATS LUCNH AND DINNER