this is me all day

murder house season coming up!!

no fr she traumatised me

we’re so back

“But this mostly perfect life can feel a lot like being a tiger in an wildlife enclosure. It’s pretty in there, but you can’t get out. It’s peculiar to me that after all these years, I still get so anxious when I see a group of people staring, amassed outside my house, pointing, camera phones up... they could never imagine how much that feels like being hunted. And no matter how big my house is, or how many albums I sell, I’m still going to be the rabbit. Because the hunters will always outnumber me. The spectators will stand by, shaking their heads, going “That poor girl.”

But the point is.. they’re still watching. Everyone loves to watch a good hunt.

I worry for my generation and the ones after that because they will never truly experience a moment without attempting to capture it and own it. I am of the generation where you see a beautiful flower growing up through the cracks in the sidewalk, and you pick it. You take it with you to show everyone you know. Whereas I think our ancestors might come upon a beautiful flower and stop and think ‘Wow. That is really beautiful.“

Nevermind that picking a flower kills it, the same way taking a picture of a moment can ruin it altogether. They needed to possess things. They need photographic proof that they were there. They need to then post that photo online so their friends can see it. So that they can spend all day checking the comments underneath. That level of possession worries me.”

—Taylor in her Lover Diary entries written August 14, 2013

took our broken hearts, put them in a drawer

TAYLOR SWIFT | "Bejeweled" The Eras Tour, Los Angeles Night 5

I have this skill where I hear one note of a Taylor Swift song somewhere in public and my spine straightens and my head tilts up like I am the goddamn winter soldier being activated but instead of going on a murder spree I just say to my friends "Taylor Swift is playing" and they think I'm insane

1989 taylors version is for the tumblrinas who were terrorized by this specific photo for years on this hellsite

t.s. – you’re losing me