pegacorn1989

[pegacorn1989]

propaganda i am not falling for:

always moving on. some goodbyes need to rot a little. some griefs need to be held in the mouth like a stone.

beauty defined by algorithms. beauty exists in crow feet and smile lines

pretending to be chill. i’m not chill. i care deeply and inconveniently. i read into things. i write poems about eye contact

beige apartments with no soul. give me bookshelves and incense and loud art

sneaky links and unclear intentions. i want devotion. and also clarity

treating books as decor. read them. dog-ear them. argue with them in the margins

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love it when a queer character's identity is the least interesting thing about them. like yes she's trans but that's less plot-relevant than the fact she's a wanted fugitive on 6 different planets

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thinking about how nervous taylor must have been to tell us rep tv is not coming. obviously buying her masters back is a big deal and she must have been excited to share that. but there were SO many people begging for rep tv. to the point where whole crowds were yelling at her to release it. and i hope she sees that for many of us (at least on tumblr) it was never about getting new music. but about standing behind her when she lost her life’s work. and then again standing with her when she finally got it back. we don’t need an album to be happy for her. and truthfully that feels like what the rep era/tour was. just pure joy to have each other for all of life’s moments. happy or sad. we have her back. and it’s really nice to see that today

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This made me remember to drink something AND to go take my wet laundry out of the machine and hang it to dry 💕

If you haven't eaten anything, go find yourself a little snack (bonus points if it's something that contains vitamins)

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People declaring they’ve gotten over their Taylor Swift obsession and dramatically taking down their posters of her and stuff on TikTok because they “haven’t really been listening lately” is always so hilarious to me. When I don’t listen to Taylor for a while, I’ll have shuffle on one day and a Taylor Swift song will come on, and then I’ll genuinely have to pause whatever I’m doing to sit there with the song thinking holy shit WHAT a tune! Do you think she realizes what a banger she had on her hands here? And then I go back to living my life with Taylor Swift still in my heart. It has been like this since I was ten years old. We are not the same!

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These being my first listen holy trinity and then seeing the Eras Tour in 2024 when both ttds and tolerate it were cut from the setlist BUT getting ivy (x ciwyw) as my surprise song

tag your first listen holy trinity from evermore i need to know who has taste

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After MidnighTS

A poem by @pegacorn1989​ - inspired by @taylorswift ‘s Midnights text

I’ll paint my midnights

In forbidden feelings

Wish I could climb out of made up cages

Wish I could make them play by my rules

Thirteen minutes after midnight

Thirty-one days of summer gone

Wish I would have met myself unmasked

Wish I would have let myself be true

I lie awake

Scared to look at my own heart

Hoping my fingers can pull out all the tangled up love

I untangle and untangle my heartstrings

Until I am in the middle of a mess

Of golden thread on the floor

Every breath I take feels life altering

I lie awake

In love with my own messes

If these walls could talk

They’d tell the story of fire

The blazing sun before the morning

A candle burning shadows into the stars

A girl who breathes flames each time she talks

I lie awake

I try to burn my demons alive

They come back stronger

And turn into winged beasts

How to tame a dragon?

With fire and kindness.

Wish they could climb out of made up cages

Wish I stopped believing in yesterday’s rules

I lie awake

Fluttering faeries to light up the dark

Do I lie to myself or just to my heart?

My winged wishes can’t lie

If these walls could talk

They’d spill all of my secrets.

Wish I could climb out of my heart

Wish I could catch you with my heart

I lie awake

In love with my terrors

And scared of my sweet dreams

I twist and turn until my love’s tangled up

And I am strangled by own gold

Caught up in my own Midas touch.

Dionysos’ kiss still on my lips

Drunk on the midnight moon

I sacrifice my heart’s on blood

For magic

To spin straw into gold.

I lie awake

The faeries’ song my lullaby

Up and up and up and up

Until my heartbeat’s just an echo

A shadow cast by flames long gone.

Wish I could set the world on fire

Wish they would climb into my heart for shelter.

I’ll wrap my darkest midnights

Into golden thread

Empty heart and burning lanterns

I write letters addressed to myself.

I burn every single one of them into ash and dust.

I hope you wait for me, at our old spot

Where the faeries dance, by the gold clock

Where the trees turn into monsters

Where the butterflies burn to dust

Where the merry go still turns

Where the night is struck with wonders

Where the angels mend time with tears

Where the heavens are a million mosaics

Where the shiniest summers bleed out

Where the end precedes the beginning

Where the stars know everything and nothing

Where the waters anticipate the winds

Where the dead don’t stay dead

Where the legends meets the myths

In our faith forgotten land

Thirteen days and thirteen more

Until I exile you forever

But before I leave

I hope you’ll meet me at midnight.

(shoutout to @eva-mei-10​ and @corneliacat​ for the GIFs)

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"I am not here to deny that but I am here to defy that" suspiciously sounds like song lyrics.....

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Am I insane or is their Brighton pier?

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☆ meet me at midnight ☆

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look what you made me do is wasted on this fandom. it’s a goddamn perfect song. it’s satirical! it’s biting! it’s camp! it’s vicious! its lyrics go from a fantastic ear worm of a chorus to insanely poetic verses. it’s got the vocals from innocent on the bridge! which btw is the perfect bridge. “i’ll be the actress starring in your bad dreams” is so brilliant - i’m the nightmare you fear, but it’s also an act, because this is all camp and in real life i’m haunted by what you did to me. which is why “oh, ‘cause she’s dead!” is so genius. yes, she’s viciously adopting the role they’ve given her, but it also relates to how she felt like everyone wanted her to commit suicide. “you want me dead? fine. but my ghost is scarier than anything you could’ve ever dreamt.” like it’s genuinely so so smart and even a lil bit vulnerable!

so when i see y’all just brush it off as a shake it off esque mindless bop, i lose my fucking mind! you do not deserve look what you made me do! do not listen to her until you are ready to admit u were very very wrong!

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okay but midnights are really for the gays. night is for the gays. the moon is gay, she told me herself. who better understands the feeling of internal turmoil that keeps you awake at night and what it’s like to confront our demons and the thrill of dreams running wild and the cover of night wherein our anxieties expand while our thoughts envision idillic could-be’s and a reckoning of the self so personal and raw and the laying awake all night kind of mindset where you question who you really are and who you love and all you’ve done and known and what you could be and what your life could look like if things were a certain way, if maybe come morning things could be different and you could live free of the questions of freedom and fear that so often fill your midnight air

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no because i know midnights is for the archer girls, the mirrorballs, the nothing new girls, the this is me trying girls, the evermore girls, the afterglow girls, the hoax girls, the sad beautiful tragic girls, the all too well girls, the coney island girls, the right where you left me and champagne problem girls

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@taylorswift

After MidnighTS

A poem by @pegacorn1989​ - inspired by @taylorswift ‘s Midnights text

I’ll paint my midnights

In forbidden feelings

Wish I could climb out of made up cages

Wish I could make them play by my rules

Thirteen minutes after midnight

Thirty-one days of summer gone

Wish I would have met myself unmasked

Wish I would have let myself be true

I lie awake

Scared to look at my own heart

Hoping my fingers can pull out all the tangled up love

I untangle and untangle my heartstrings

Until I am in the middle of a mess

Of golden thread on the floor

Every breath I take feels life altering

I lie awake

In love with my own messes

If these walls could talk

They’d tell the story of fire

The blazing sun before the morning

A candle burning shadows into the stars

A girl who breathes flames each time she talks

I lie awake

I try to burn my demons alive

They come back stronger

And turn into winged beasts

How to tame a dragon?

With fire and kindness.

Wish they could climb out of made up cages

Wish I stopped believing in yesterday’s rules

I lie awake

Fluttering faeries to light up the dark

Do I lie to myself or just to my heart?

My winged wishes can’t lie

If these walls could talk

They’d spill all of my secrets.

Wish I could climb out of my heart

Wish I could catch you with my heart

I lie awake

In love with my terrors

And scared of my sweet dreams

I twist and turn until my love’s tangled up

And I am strangled by own gold

Caught up in my own Midas touch.

Dionysos’ kiss still on my lips

Drunk on the midnight moon

I sacrifice my heart’s on blood

For magic

To spin straw into gold.

I lie awake

The faeries’ song my lullaby

Up and up and up and up

Until my heartbeat’s just an echo

A shadow cast by flames long gone.

Wish I could set the world on fire

Wish they would climb into my heart for shelter.

I’ll wrap my darkest midnights

Into golden thread

Empty heart and burning lanterns

I write letters addressed to myself.

I burn every single one of them into ash and dust.

I hope you wait for me, at our old spot

Where the faeries dance, by the gold clock

Where the trees turn into monsters

Where the butterflies burn to dust

Where the merry go still turns

Where the night is struck with wonders

Where the angels mend time with tears

Where the heavens are a million mosaics

Where the shiniest summers bleed out

Where the end precedes the beginning

Where the stars know everything and nothing

Where the waters anticipate the winds

Where the dead don’t stay dead

Where the legends meets the myths

In our faith forgotten land

Thirteen days and thirteen more

Until I exile you forever

But before I leave

I hope you’ll meet me at midnight.

(shoutout to @eva-mei-10​ and @corneliacat​ for the GIFs)

[pegacorn1989]

@taylorswift

After MidnighTS

A poem by @pegacorn1989​ - inspired by @taylorswift ‘s Midnights text

I’ll paint my midnights

In forbidden feelings

Wish I could climb out of made up cages

Wish I could make them play by my rules

Thirteen minutes after midnight

Thirty-one days of summer gone

Wish I would have met myself unmasked

Wish I would have let myself be true

I lie awake

Scared to look at my own heart

Hoping my fingers can pull out all the tangled up love

I untangle and untangle my heartstrings

Until I am in the middle of a mess

Of golden thread on the floor

Every breath I take feels life altering

I lie awake

In love with my own messes

If these walls could talk

They’d tell the story of fire

The blazing sun before the morning

A candle burning shadows into the stars

A girl who breathes flames each time she talks

I lie awake

I try to burn my demons alive

They come back stronger

And turn into winged beasts

How to tame a dragon?

With fire and kindness.

Wish they could climb out of made up cages

Wish I stopped believing in yesterday’s rules

I lie awake

Fluttering faeries to light up the dark

Do I lie to myself or just to my heart?

My winged wishes can’t lie

If these walls could talk

They’d spill all of my secrets.

Wish I could climb out of my heart

Wish I could catch you with my heart

I lie awake

In love with my terrors

And scared of my sweet dreams

I twist and turn until my love’s tangled up

And I am strangled by own gold

Caught up in my own Midas touch.

Dionysos’ kiss still on my lips

Drunk on the midnight moon

I sacrifice my heart’s on blood

For magic

To spin straw into gold.

I lie awake

The faeries’ song my lullaby

Up and up and up and up

Until my heartbeat’s just an echo

A shadow cast by flames long gone.

Wish I could set the world on fire

Wish they would climb into my heart for shelter.

I’ll wrap my darkest midnights

Into golden thread

Empty heart and burning lanterns

I write letters addressed to myself.

I burn every single one of them into ash and dust.

I hope you wait for me, at our old spot

Where the faeries dance, by the gold clock

Where the trees turn into monsters

Where the butterflies burn to dust

Where the merry go still turns

Where the night is struck with wonders

Where the angels mend time with tears

Where the heavens are a million mosaics

Where the shiniest summers bleed out

Where the end precedes the beginning

Where the stars know everything and nothing

Where the waters anticipate the winds

Where the dead don’t stay dead

Where the legends meets the myths

In our faith forgotten land

Thirteen days and thirteen more

Until I exile you forever

But before I leave

I hope you’ll meet me at midnight.

(shoutout to @eva-mei-10​ and @corneliacat​ for the GIFs)

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Taylor going from singing “I want your midnights” to giving us an entire album of HER midnights I AM EMOTIONAL

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Tree asked Taylor to meet her at midnight

i desperately wanna know what tree told her