#Taylor the poem

[the-raging-tempest]

Thank you to @transprincecaspian and @thesolemnhour for indulging me in some quotes for the twins

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘we were put on this earth desperate, hungry and willing.’

[text id: in a sharp set of knives, i looked for a hand to hold. / i could not stop myself from needing to belong somewhere, even if that somewhere was a burial ground.]

[nighttime-thoughts]

I think about you a lot.

All the time, actually.

In the morning, at night,

in the middle of my day. It's you.

It's just always you.

[nipsyyy]

I asked my mother, “how many times can the same thing break my heart?” she said “as long as you love it” and nothing hit me harder than that.

[cowboylikesubai]

i love you so bad but maybe it wasn't meant to be?

Caitlyn Siehl / in a dream you saw a way to survive by Clementine von Radics / @/inanotherunivrse on tumblr / pinterest / pinterest / unknown / holy ground by taylor swift / "MY NAME" (2021) / Letters of Sylvia Plath / foolish one by taylor swift

[godforbidfate]

FROM THE DESK OF TAYLOR SWIFT Chairman, The Tortured Poets Department (2006-2024)

[skywalker-swift]

btw I’ve mentioned this on here before but I had a really shitty ex boyfriend. while I was in the relationship, I would write poems about him being my lifeline, the thing that kept me floating, he brought color to my world and I would praise him for giving me the tiniest of kindnesses. But there was a lot of red flags and bad shit he did to me and things he put me through, that honestly I couldn’t admit and realize until I went to therapy. A lot of those poems have been changed in my head, the meaning of them changed, and I even wrote poems changing the meaning of the earlier poems. The good was good. The bad was worse. I know that now. I’m older now. It’s brighter now.

If I can do that for myself on a private level, why can’t Taylor do it publicly? Why can’t she do this for herself? She wrote him into her world, let her write him out if she needs too. She’s older now. Let her do the same.

[fatimaamerbilal]

fatima aamer bilal, from days where my whole world is my bed.

[text id: september arrives like a twisted knife, and i always welcome it with open arms.]

[00lt]

— all’s fair in love and poetry…

[musings-n-museums]

i miss you so much (i forget why)

clips of all too well: the short film directed by taylor swift \\ scared of my guitar by olivia rodrigo \\ anything (demo) by dodie \\ post by @inanotherunivrse \\ tiktok comments by harashsidhu and ashmanathletics \\ tonight i can write by pablo neruda \\ the glass essay by anne carson \\ i miss you, i'm sorry by gracie abrams

[asoftepiloguemylove]

unknown // Taylor Swift You're On Your Own, Kid // SEVENTEEN：HIT THE ROAD episode 10 A Time To Face Myself (via @kwonhochi) // Anis Mojgani Here Am I // V.E. Schwab Vicious // Charolette Eriksson Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself // Rainer Maria Rilke Letters to a Young Poet // Lana Del Rey Fuck it I love you

[ivynightshade]

fatima aamer bilal, excerpt from moony moonless sky’s ‘i am tired of making a religion out of my suffering’.

[text id: my bones whimper at the thought of what could have been. / what could have been if i was not born in a grave?]

[nighttime-thoughts]

You stopped saying goodnight and i stopped sleeping.

[nipsyyy]

“For most of history anonymous was a woman.”

-Virginia Woolf

[cowboylikesubai]

goddamnit i miss her (the love of my life when i was young)

aka

sometimes losing a friend is the saddest thing ever

@/bloomingtrans on tumblr / trista mateer / anne sexton / unknown / unknown / the laughing man by st vincent / norwegian wood haruki murakami / unknown / ribs by lorde / us against you by fredrik backman / seven by taylor swift

[sadbeautifulttragic]

sweet tea in the summer, cross your heart won't tell no other...