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You shouldn’t care so much if you feel misunderstood by a lot of people who don’t know you, as long as you feel understood by the people who do know you, the people who do show up for you, and the people who see you as a human being. So thank you for getting to know me, for sticking up for me, for seeing me as a human being.

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Well, I’m an archer. We literally stand back, assess the situation, process how we feel about it, raise a bow, pull it back, and fire.

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Can I go where you goooooo 💕✨ anyone else watching the Lover music video right now?! 

📸: Erik Madigan Heck

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It’s October AKA the month when the horror movie ads start and at any moment a dead doll or corpse ghost could pop up on my tv.

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Do you like my new wall decoration? I just started! @taylorswift

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do u see that @taylorswift

pawsss

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IT'S SO EXCITING SHE'S PLAYING ON HER 30TH BIRTHDAY AND DONT FORGET FRIDAY 13TH PERIODT @taylorswift

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hey, @taylorswift

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IM SORRY BUT HOW COULD YOU DO THAT????

@taylorswift

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Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it’s morning now.. 💜

📷: Erik Madigan Heck

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London Boy//Taylor Swift

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I hadn’t done a Rolling Stone cover in 5 years, and hadn’t seen Brian Hiatt since I got in 2 car crashes while driving him around during our interview in 2012. 🤦‍♀️ There were no cars driven this time, but we had a lot to catch up on. Thank you Rolling Stone and Brian for everything you did to make this cover happen. And Erik Madigan Heck for taking these photos, absolutely loved working with you!

https://rol.st/2AwAlaJ

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me: :(

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me:

@taylorswift @taylornation

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THE BEST ALBUM IN THE WORLD

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@taylorswift @taylornation

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“Years ago a friend of mine had a dream about a strange invention; a staircase you could descend deep underground, in which you heard recordings of all the things anyone had ever said about you, both good and bad. The catch was, you had to pass through all the worst things people had said before you could get to the highest compliments at the very bottom. There is no way I would ever make it more than two and a half steps down such a staircase, but I understand its terrible logic: if we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known.”

— I Know What You Think of Me, Tim Kreider for the New York Times