#8.23.19

[tsthearcher]

LOVER (8.23.19)

I've decided that in this life, I want to be defined by the things I love- not the things I hate, the things I'm afraid of, or the things that haunt me in the middle of the night. Those things may be struggles, but they're not my identity. I wish the same for you.

[kkaepsongkid]

8.23.19

I found myself in a race against time, already running behind schedule for an event scheduled to begin at 6 o'clock. The clock read 5:52 pm, and I rushed out of the car without saying a word to my sister about when and where she would pick me up afterward. I sprinted as if my life depended on it while searching for the entrance. Staff members directed me, saying, "3rd Floor, Miss," "It's about to begin!" and "Enjoy!" In my peripheral vision, I noticed a few fellow latecomers, all of us in a hurry, trying to overcome the stress caused by the traffic we endured to make it here on time.

Door 421. I finally spotted it after minutes of running and fighting my way through. There was a staff member at the entrance, waiting for me to hand her a piece of paper for verification before I could enter. I paused momentarily to catch my breath, then finally gave her the paper. She read the information on it, asked me for my hand, and used a laser light as if tattooing something onto it. With a reassuring nod, she said, "Okay. You're all set." As I stepped into the arena, everything changed as if I had been transported to a different realm. The ambiance, the sounds, and the visuals I witnessed—all transformed. Silver lights danced around, people shouted and cheered, and some even stomped their feet in excitement. They all looked magnificent and beautiful, adorned with makeup and outfits—that I didn't prepare. I felt overwhelmed by everything I was currently witnessing. Briefly, I stepped back outside, grappling with the sheer surrealism of the moment. I couldn't believe this was finally happening—an interlude of silence during which I didn't think for a second, just absorbing everything around me. After regaining my composure, I re-entered. I wanted to find my seat, yet I felt lost. Being an introvert since high school, the most challenging aspect was approaching someone I had just met. After mustering the courage in a matter of seconds, I initiated a conversation with the person in front of me. Her response was marked by a warm smile as I handed over my ticket. She kindly pointed me in the direction of a staircase. Oh, God, that was tough! Finally, I found my seat. I couldn't shake off the feelings of shyness and self-doubt. What if they were staring at me? What might they be thinking or saying about me? These questions swirled in my mind, as if I were under scrutiny by the audience, merely for navigating the stairs and looking for my seat, fearing I was an inconvenience due to my tardiness. I soon located my seat, only to find someone already occupying it. In my mind, it presented yet another dilemma I needed to confront. Why were these things happening to me, as if life was challenging my introverted nature? I stood there for a few seconds, wrestling with indecision. Eventually, the person who was seated in my spot realized that I was the rightful occupant. She stood up and moved to her actual seat, offering a smile and an apology, instructing me to sit where I belonged. That's how I resolved the dilemma—without saying a word. It's fascinating how perceptive people can be about others' emotions, isn't it? I returned her smile. Finally, I felt settled. I was grateful to her for the understanding. Thank God, thank God! The music playing shifted, and the cheering grew louder as the familiar strains of a beloved fan-favorite tune started playing. The arena plunged into darkness, a cue that the event was about to start. It seemed like they held off starting the show until I had taken my seat. #Delulu_hour_open. The girl sitting next to me said, "It's starting." I took out my phone and recorded the shimmering sea of silver lights. God, this is real. I drew in a long, heartfelt breath, finally realizing that after countless years of being a fan, the moment had arrived. I was about to see EXO, the K-pop idol boy group from South Korea. It was August 23, 2019, at 6:03 pm—a moment I had awaited for my first-ever K-pop concert, first K-pop lightstick ocean, first K-pop fanchant, first of the first K-pop experience.

[swagnairethoughts]

Neva forget who ignored u when u needed them & who helped u even b4 u even had 2 ask

8.23.19 7:47pm

[enchantedmidnights]

BIG MOOD until 8.23

[oceanblue-eyess]

Can I go where you go?

@taylorswift 🦋🌸🏹💖🏝

[morganswift]

[greenlight]

10 days until Lover

-- From @taylorswift Instagram post on 8.13.19

[forevermore-14]

It’s clear that every song has a different meaning to Taylor and a different message that she’s trying to get across, but I swear that with each track that goes by, you can somehow sense her personal growth and increase of confidence.

Is that just me?

[delicatetayy13]

alls well that ends well to end up with you.

Taylor Swift // Lover.

@taylorswift @taylornation

[you-guys]

That feeling when LOVER will be release on 8.23.19 I feel so happy because the day LOVER will be born is the day of my 15th birthday like omg @taylorswift @taylornation it's the best thing for me as a swiftie after so many years❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️😭😍 I just felt like it's a gift from you💖 how could I thank you for this coincidence ❤️❤️❤️ I love you Taylor💖💖 I'm very much excited for the release of album than my birthday🤣please help me reach this to Taylor😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️💖💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️💖❤️ I LOVE YOUUU ALL

[lightningfilledsaber]

Commission for @/knightizzy

This character belongs to and this artwork is for the use of the commissioner only

[justtaythings]

Lover predictions

💕 I Forgot That You Existed: The ultimate “I’m over you and living my best life” BOP

💕 Cruel Summer: Tear jerker...a summer romance that’s been ended too soon (but never forgotten).

💕 The Man: The new females supporting females, feminists unite ANTHEM 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼

💕 I Think He Knows: This is going to be another instant timeless classic talking about the beautiful moment when that L-O-V-E word hasn’t yet been spoken but the mutual feeling is palpable.

💕 Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince: I’m getting STRONG Love Story vibes from this one!

💕 Paper Rings: Another beautiful love song about young kids growing up together, having a pretend wedding with paper rings, and how they grow apart in adulthood to eventually drift back together in a cosmically perfect way.

💕 Cornelia Street: This has Shake It Off vibes to me...a really good JAMMER to just cut loose to.

💕 Death by A Thousand Cuts: A toxic relationship, perhaps one that’s emotionally abusive or speaking to a toxic friendship and healing from it.

💕 London Boy: A TRIBUTE TO NONE OTHER THAN JOE!!!!!!!!

💕 Soon You’ll Get Better: An ode to ALL of the haters, liars, and dirty cheats of the world who will soon realize they are living life all wrong

@taylorswift @taylornation AMIRITE?? 💗💗💗💗💗💗 SIX DAYS!!!!!!

[opheliarot]

Oddities

My heart is an oddities shop: I store fragments of other people inside myself, taking in small handfuls. I collect almost-lovers and tuck pieces of their hearts away in glass jars, tie them together with ribbons and strings of pearls, leave them on shelves to collect dust and float in the formaldehyde of bad memories. I have his letters, her photos, ???

and none of it has ever quite been right, all oddly misshapen, just slightly malformed. Abnormal, oddities. Her music never quite matched my tempo; his words never quite painted an image of the core of me; and when they touched me, it was always fumbling, always desperate, always selfish. Everything my hands took, they clawed back threefold. I carry these things and they turn my body into a shadow box. There’s a glass casing over his hand-print on my hip, a moth mounted in the cavity of my mouth where she kissed me, pins in the palms of my hands keeping me on display.

[edo-vivendum]

Friday, Discharged, 2:45pm

I discharged. I've got until 10:30am Monday without treatment or much accountability, but I'm going to make the best of it. I just ate my afternoon snack in the car, so I'm off to a good start. I'm feeling nervous and a bit numb. Not sure how I feel. Nervous. Excited to see S this evening though.

[oceanblue-eyess]

🦋All’s well it ends well to end up with you🦋

@taylorswift

[fightingdragonswiftyou]

In honor of @taylorswift and the Lover release, here are my journals. They span from age 14 until now, so 17 years. The small blue one on the top is my current one. I think her Lover deluxe versions are so amazingly brave because her life is already so public, yet she is choosing to share even more of it with us.