I don’t like it when they start to make cheap shots at my songwriting. Because there’s no joke to be made there.

can we talk about the difference here like woah

taylor killing it 2k14

WANEGBT @ I Heart Radio 2012 & 2014

Ten months sober, I must admit

i googled “tater swift”

i don’t know what i expected but this exceeded that

I’m 24 and kind of too young to find ‘the one’ and I don’t want to date for no reason, so I just don’t.

Taylor Swift  (via holygrounds)

The water filled my lungs,

SHE FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGED THE FIRE GIF GOD BLESS

Taylor’s been on tumblr for four months and we still have not gotten any kind of acknowledgement or explanation of this gif:

WELL I DEMAND ANSWERS.

when we go crashing down we come back everytime ;

We begin our story on tumblr. There once was a girl who was everywhere and no where. Her heart belonged to her fans. They loved her like crazy. They paid the price. They tumbled for her attention. They stayed up late each night in hopes for a like. She gained followers and made friends. Some got packages, others only in their dreams. Timing was a funny thing. Everyone was watching. She followed them and somehow that was everything.

taylorswift secret messages - tumblr style  (via lskbe)

He said look at you worrying so much about things you can't change. You’ll spend your whole life singing the blues if you keep thinking that way. He was trying to skip rocks on the ocean saying to me; don’t you see the starlight, starlight?

you’ll see me in hindsight                                                                           tangled up with you all night                                                                     burning it down

The drought was the very worst.

Delete her number. Stop ringing her. Stop messaging her. Stop making excuses to see her, to drop by her place.Erase her name from memory. Remove yourself from her life, more completely than you would like but as completely as she deserves. Move on, so that you can allow her to also move on. When you close your eyes, you don’t get to see her face. Not anymore. You don’t get to think about her lips, the warm glow of her skin when she rests next to you, or how she squeezes your hand in her sleep. You are not allowed to remember the smell of her perfume, that she only drinks mint tea (with two dollops of honey), or that she loves you.She loves you.She has been in love with you for too long.So, forget how she says your name. Forget how she calls your name. Forget how she screams your name. Forget that time you got sick and she stayed up with you all night, letting you lay your head in her lap and holding a cold compress to your forehead. Forget how her hair feels in your fingers. Forget how she looks in your sweatshirts.Forget her.Know only that she existed at one point in your life, but relinquish all hope that she could exist at another point — sometime in the future that you are unwilling to specify because you don’t know what you want. Yet. It is not fair for you to swoop in and out of her life as you choose. It is not fair for you to say that you are satisfied with “things as they are” and you will have time to “figure it out” later. Let her stop investing emotionally in you. Let her pour that love and care into the people who deserve her.Don’t tell her that you think about her all the time. Don’t tell her that it bothers you to hear about her with other people, but that you’re willing to understand as long as she likes you more than them. Don’t tell her that this isn’t the right moment but that there will be a right moment. There is not going to be a right moment. She shouldn’t have to wait for the right moment.Don’t tell her that you can’t handle ultimatums, that you don’t like the idea of finally adding finality to your relationship — whatever still remains of it.What you are telling her is that you want to keep her on as an option, that you are taking her for granted, that you want to know she will be there, that you can depend on her at the end of the day. When you find that no one else has stuck around or that those who have are less interesting, less thoughtful, or less doggedly loyal to you.Doggedly loyal to you.That is what she has been to you, for you almost as long as you have known her: a constant emotional crutch, the guarantee of stability, a safety net while you reachvout to grasp objects that sparkle and shine far greater than she does. All that glitters is not gold, haven’t you heard?She is fire. You are ice, and you are afraid that her slow burn will smolder your cool, hard demeanor. That’s what has driven your decisions, your actions all along: fear. You are a coward. You are a hypocrite. You are terrified to let her go, but you are afraid she is too good for you, that she could drive you wild, that you would choke on her flames. That she is too much for you to handle right now.Right now.But if you choose not to love her now, you can’t choose to love her later.

Lauren Hooper  (via 5000letters)