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#Am I Allowed To Cry?
taylornation · 24 days
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We have exactly a fortnight to go through the five stages of heartbreak before THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT arrives. 💔 Thankfully, Taylor and Apple Music made these playlists to prepare us.
Press play and let us know what stage you’re in. 🥲
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nighttime-thoughts · 5 days
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Am I allowed to cry when I was the one who destroyed us ?
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shitpostdevil · 7 days
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Am I Allowed to Cry?
(((SatoSugu one shot)))
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Drowning in the Blue Nile
He sent me "Downtown Lights"
I hadn't heard it in a while
My boredom's bone-deep
This cage was once just fine
Am I allowed to cry?
‘Why didn’t you chase him?’ 
The words echo in my mind, 
haunting me as I stare 
at the bare wall of my dorm room 
where photos used to stay. 
It was my responsibility as a jujutsu sorcerer 
to stop exactly what Suguru caused. 
His smile was so soft. 
He knew I wasn’t going to understand 
and he didn’t even try to convince me. 
He was always like that this last summer. 
Something in him changed after Amanai died. 
I’m pretty sure he had thought I was dead too 
from the look on his face 
when I walked into that room holding her corpse. 
I knew I had changed. 
Being on the brink of death will do that to a person. 
I grip my bedsheets, 
gritting my teeth at the tears 
that burned their way out of my eyes 
against my protest. 
All I remember after that is screaming 
until I heard Shoko’s voice.
“Give him space, 
get out of here! 
Gojo, hey, Gojo-”
I dream of cracking locks
Throwing my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks
Crashing into him tonight, he's a paradox
I'm seeing visions, am I bad?
Or mad? Or wise?
Do we still talk? 
It would be unwise to indulge the answer to that. 
How they haven’t found me out yet? 
I have no idea. 
They must trust their golden boy enough 
to not assume that he would be 
in the bed of a criminal after long missions, 
dressing my wounds, 
always stretching out the time. 
He explained himself. 
Adopted two little girls- 
I can’t blame him for doing what he did, 
but I would never say that out loud. 
This world is… horrible. 
We know that better than anyone I suppose.
What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
Staring at my phone screen, 
my scrolling through pointless pictures 
paused by his text; 
When are you coming over next? 
Simple, but he always did get straight to the point. 
My finger absent-mindedly twirls 
around the black cat phone charm that he got for me- 
something I had claimed I’d won in a random gacha pull, 
but I knew the truth and that’s all that mattered. 
Part of me needed him with me, 
even if I couldn’t admit it. 
I want to drop everything and run to him 
every 
damn 
time. 
Soon. I text back, 
locking my phone and letting my arm drop, 
painted fingertips grazing over sheets 
he will never see again.
I keep these longings locked
In lowercase, inside a vault
Someone told me there's no such thing as bad thoughts
Only your actions talk
“How long are you going to do this, Gojo?” 
Shoko quizzes me, 
her face holds a touch of disapproval 
but not disappointment. 
I just look at her. 
Does she really expect me to give an answer for that? 
Until the day I die. 
I want to say. 
Want to scream.
I can’t even give an actual answer 
because all that would give is 
confirmation that I still see the ‘traitor’. 
She knows. 
She has to. 
She… saw how badly it broke me- 
feelings I never want to unleash again. 
“What are you talking about?” 
I finally ask, 
eyes begging her to drop it through sunglasses. 
She just pulls out her cigarette box silently, 
flipping the top open 
and holding it in my direction, offering. 
I take one.
These fatal fantasies giving way to labored breath
Taking all of me, we've already done it in my head
If it's make-believe
Why does it feel like a vow we'll both uphold somehow?
“S-Satoru~” 
His liquor soaked breath stutters in the dark 
as I work my art on him, 
messy kisses to the insides of his thighs, 
leaving marks that will only be known to us. 
His hands are tangled in my hair loosely, 
tightening every moment he feels good. 
He refuses to be quiet, 
but I couldn’t complain. 
“A God amongst men, 
and you’re begging for me.” 
I state breathlessly, 
smirking up at him. 
He just hums in pure amusement.
“You always were so cocky~” 
he chides, 
hips bucking when my lips find his leaking head.
“You were saying?” I ask.
“Mm-mmm~” he says as he pushes my mouth onto his cock. 
I can’t help but give him what he wants.
What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
My bedsheets are ablaze, I've screamed his name
Building up like waves crashing over my grave
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
Shoko notices the hickey I tried my hardest to cover 
almost immediately. 
Deny. 
Deny. 
Deny. 
“The girl I was with wasn’t really as careful as I asked her to be.” 
I bluffed, laughing. 
Her eyes questioned deeper, 
but not her voice. 
What if I roll the stone away?
They're gonna crucify me anyway
What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy?
If long-suffering propriety is what they want from me
They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly
I choose you and me religiously
“You know this can’t last forever Satoru.” He says. 
I clench my jaw. 
Of course I know that. 
Why did he feel the need to bring this up again? 
His hands are so gently painting my fingernails black. 
It was his way of being intimate without having to admit it. 
I secretly loved having any trace of him on me that I could get. 
I don’t want to respond to him, 
I just want to stay here, 
at this moment. 
Forever. 
I never wanted him to stop holding my hands so preciously.
What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?
One slip and falling back into the hedge maze
Oh, what a way to die
I keep recalling things we never did
Messy top lip kiss, how I long for our trysts
Without ever touching his skin
How can I be guilty as sin?
“At least curse at me a little at the very end.” 
His smile is still so soft even with blood everywhere. 
I just fall to my knees, 
eyes filled with traumas no one should have to see. 
“If I had noticed… 
If I saw how badly it destroyed you… 
would it have changed anything?” 
I’m speaking before I can think it through.
“Perhaps…” He coughs, breathing sharp, 
“But then again… probably not.” 
The tears are falling before I can stop them. 
“I’m so sorry.” 
I can't get my voice above a whisper.
“It’s not your fault, my one and only.” 
My one and only…
He sent me "Downtown Lights"
I hadn't heard it in a while
“Satoru.” 
The voice of a ghost speaks from behind me and I falter, 
if only for a moment. 
Suguru…? 
I turn. 
I’m trapped again, 
but this time it’s real. 
Is it really so bad to die if it’s at his hands? 
Horror written all over my face- 
that’s his body, but that isn’t him.
Am I allowed to cry?
My soul knows otherwise…
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kcyars99 · 7 days
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Taylor and Travis with The Bleachers band members backstage at #Coachella2024 🥹
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SWIFTIES! Today’s ttpd easter egg is “Conduct” the word was hidden in the song peace in the playlist “Am I Allowed To Cry” which is the bargaining stage.
So far, the message reads “Hereby conduct”
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meritsv · 22 days
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If it's all in my head tell me now, tell me I've got it wrong somehow,
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I know my love should be celebrated but you tolerate it.
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she put cornelia street on the ‘am i allowed to cry?’ playlist.
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vampysmusings · 11 days
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what if the way you hold me is actually what's holy? if long suffering propriety is what they want from me they don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly. i choose you and me religiously.
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strawberrylacies · 21 days
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"am i allowed to cry?"
stage 3 - bargaining
hi apple music! you have found the “am i allowed to cry?” playlist. this playlist takes you through the songs that i have written when i was in the bargaining stage, times when you know when youre trying to make deals with yourself or someone that you care about, youre trying to make things better, youre often times feeling really desperate because often times we have a sort of gut intuition that things arent gonna go the way we hope, which makes us more desperate, which makes us bargain more. hope you enjoy the playlist!
TRACKLIST
the great war
this is me trying
peace
the archer
cornelia street
death by a thousand cuts
soon youll get better (ft. the dixie chicks)
afterglow
i wish you would
say dont go
come back... be here
better man
the story of us
haunted (<3)
come in with the rain
the other side of the door
if this was a movie
renegade
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ckdp · 22 days
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am i allowed to cry?
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i should have seen this one coming but the bargaining playlist starting with the great war hit me in the chest
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crazymoonlight · 23 days
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I broke his heart 'cause he was nice
He was sunshine, I was midnight rain
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kcyars99 · 6 days
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brissyswiftie · 24 days
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Am I Allowed To Cry? Yes, yes I am!!
Forever in the bargaining stage…. I’m always trying….. This Is Me Trying… all the time 😭😭😭
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cellopirate · 8 days
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now that I've had some time with it...
Fortnight ⭐⭐⭐⭐ The Tortured Poets Department ⭐⭐⭐⭐ My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys ⭐⭐ Down Bad ⭐⭐⭐⭐ So Long, London ⭐⭐⭐ But Daddy I Love Him ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ Fresh Out The Slammer ⭐⭐ Florida!!! ⭐⭐⭐⭐ Guilty as Sin? ⭐⭐ Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) ⭐⭐⭐⭐ loml ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ I Can Do It With a Broken Heart ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐ The Alchemy ⭐⭐⭐⭐ Clara Bow ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
...and no, I haven't even started listening to the Anthology yet. It's so much at once.
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thedoorsofmyheart · 8 days
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Am I bad,
or mad,
or wise?
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