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lavoixhumaine · 1 day
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they told me all of my cages were mental
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so I got wasted like all my potential
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and my words shoot to kill when I'm mad
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i have a lot of regrets about that
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i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere
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fell behind on my classmates and I ended up here
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pouring out my heart to a stranger
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but i didn't pour the whiskey
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i just wanted you to know that this is me trying
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i just wanted you to know this is me trying
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( taylor swift, this is me trying )
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sprnklersplashes · 8 months
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It's hilarious when people are like "taylor swift's songs are engineered to be as generically relatable as possible" because then you actually listen to the songs in question and she's just like
"I am a SELF-DESTRUCTIVE MONSTER who ruins everything I touch, I MANIPULATED everyone into liking me, my potential has been WASTED due to circumstances of MY OWN CREATION, I go back to an EMPTY HOUSE because everyone in my life has moved on, I am a BLEEDING OPEN WOUND, all my kindness is really just NARCISSISM IN DISGUISE, I will BREAK MYSELF FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT, I STARVED MYSELF in order to be saved by an idealised romance, I can go ANYWHERE except for THE PLACE I CALLED HOME, I will SPIRAL UNCONTROLLABLY if left to my own devices, I AM THE INSTRUMENT OF MY OWN DESTRUCTION, THIS WAS INEVITABLE"
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hope-ur-ok · 1 month
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(╥﹏╥) - I was not emotionally stable enough for a sad piano version of this is me trying
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hoax // this is me trying // is it over now?
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ohgaylor · 9 months
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castles crumbling 🤝 nothing new 🤝 the archer 🤝 dear reader 🤝 mirrorball 🤝 anti-hero 🤝 coney island 🤝 you're on your own kid 🤝 this is me trying
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nightsflawless · 6 months
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this was so this is me trying of her...
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hits-differently · 2 months
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- t.s.
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tswiftupdatess · 1 month
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Taylor Swift performs ''this is me trying" on piano as the second surprise song at The Eras Tour in Melbourne, Night 2! 🎹
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midnightsslut · 15 days
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actually maybe folklore is an album about looking back on all the things that have made you go from a wild, innocent, open child to a damaged, pained, often duplicitous adult
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evermoredeluxe · 1 month
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stick around until the end, she changes the outro melody and it’s beautiful
- Taylor performing this is me trying at The Eras Tour in Melbourne, Australia (N2) on February 17, 2024 (x)
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stillgotscars · 1 month
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this is me trying - taylor swift
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new-york-no-shoes · 1 month
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Not to alarm you but: “pulled the car off the road to the lookout. Could’ve followed my fears all the way down”/ “I was dying in a getaway car”
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rubyjane · 6 months
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𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀
𝖳𝖺𝗒𝗅𝗈𝗋 𝖲𝗐𝗂𝖿𝗍 ⋅ 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗄𝗅𝗈𝗋𝖾
𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝟎𝟗 ⋆ 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝗒𝗂𝗇𝗀﹐ 𝖺𝗅𝖻𝗎𝗆 𝒇𝐨𝐥𝐤𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞.
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𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝒕 𝐫 𝐲 𝐢 𝐧 𝐠︕
𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝓸𝓯 𝗆𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥.
𝗆𝗒 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗍 𝗍𝗈 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗂'𝗆 𝒎𝒂𝒅.
𝗂𝗍 ’ 𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗋𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖻𝖾 𝖺𝗍 𝖺 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗒 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝒊 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗇 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝.
𝗉𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇.
𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝗌𝗈𝗎 𝖾𝗎 𝒕 𝐞 𝐧 𝐭 𝐚 𝐧 𝐝 𝐨︕
𝖾𝗅𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗊𝗎𝖾 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐬.
𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗉𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗏𝗋𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖺𝗆 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝖺 𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗎 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒂.
𝖾́ 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗂𝗅 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋 𝖾𝗆 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺 𝗊𝗎𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈 𝗆𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗈 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚 𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚.
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hugshughes · 4 months
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this is me trying L. Fantilli
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Luca Fantilli x fem!reader
synopsis - You just want Luca to know that you're trying.
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contains - cursing, academic burnout (self reflection...), crying, not feeling good enough, reader has an older brother, um suggestiveness??? (reader makes one joke), that's it! LMK!
an - im so sorry i kept you guys waiting... but happy thanksgiving, forgive me im so thankful for you guys. this was a bit more self indulgent than my other fics... THIS WAS SO LATE BECAUSE i wrote 2000+ words then they didn't save and so i literally cried over it and couldn't write for the rest literal week whenever i came back to it i was upset, like i was that sad guys. and i really don't love this because it just isn't as perfect as the first one i wrote was. anyways hope you love this!
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i've been having a hard time adjusting. i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting.
You were sick. Not like physical illness, go to the doctor and get medicine sick. You were sick of waking up every day, going to the same classes, eating the same food, coming home, sitting alone in your dorm, then falling asleep and doing it over again. But you couldn't afford to do anything else at the same time. If you wanted to get the grades you needed to pass your current classes, you were going to have to work your ass off.
You were always considered gifted. You took advanced classes all of high school, attending college-level courses in your junior year. Even in your freshman year at Umich, you passed with flying colors, but now, now it was different. You don't know why classes were so much harder now, and it was especially hard because everything had always been so easy.
Even with all of this, you had Luca. Luca had been your boyfriend since October of freshman year. He'd always stood by your side no matter what, but now it felt different. He'd never seen you like this, struggling so much with things you were known for being good at. You remember him telling you how proud he was when you had gotten a 98% on one of your final exams last year, you were worried he wouldn't be proud anymore.
As a child, you were conditioned into thinking that better grades meant better treatment from your parents. Your brother had been a star student always until he'd slacked off senior year and ended up going to a college he was way too smart for. When that happened, your parents decided you wouldn't be like your brother. You would go to a good school, and get good grades, and in exchange they would love you, at least that's how it felt.
i didn't know if you'd care if i came back, i have a lot of regrets about that.
All the love you'd ever known was for a price, your parents', your boyfriend's, even your brother's it was like you had to be good enough before they would consider you lovable.
You never felt this from Luca, but you never gave him a reason to think otherwise. You'd always been this smart girl for him, a girl he bragged about to his friends. The girl he could go to for help in classes.
You didn't mean to be pushing Luca away, but you were so stressed and didn't want to bring him into it.
I know I already said you weren't sick like an illness, but right now you felt gross. You were stuffy and coughing and had a pounding headache, but you had assignments due at 11:59 pm and they couldn't wait. It was 9:03 pm and it didn't look like you were gonna get any relief from class work for a while longer.
pulled the car off the road to the lookout. could've followed my fears all the way down.
You didn't even know you were crying until you saw tears fall onto your iPad screen, where you were currently writing notes for a quiz you had tomorrow. You felt completely helpless. You couldn't stop and let yourself wallow, because you had to get moving on your study guide.
You dropped your Apple Pencil and just buried your face in your hands, rubbing your eyes till you saw stars. Your pity party was interrupted by your phone ringing. Your phone was on your studying do not disturb so if someone's call was coming through it had to be Luca's.
You quickly tried to steady your breathing before swiping to answer the call.
"Hi?"
"Hey. So, what's with you totally skipping my game? You know that meant a lot to me."
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. How did you forget? You were the worst girlfriend ever.
"Oh my God, Luca. I'm so fucking sorry, it completely slipped my mind, oh my God, I didn't even know. I had a really long day, baby, I'm so sorry."
You were trying not to cry even more, you didn't want Luca to think you were a crybaby. Crybaby. That's what your parents called you whenever you got like this, too much for them to love.
and maybe i don't quite know what to say,
Luca just sighed, upset. He was upset with you, and you couldn't fix it. You could hear rustling on Luca's end, and another voice. All of a sudden you were seventeen getting a call from your nineteen-year-old boyfriend while he cheated on you, while another girl laid with him.
but i'm here in your doorway.
You didn't think Luca would do that to you, you really knew he wouldn't. But that one part of you was just screaming that you'd proven yourself unworthy to him, that he was done.
i just wanted you to know,
"I just, I don't even know anymore. You haven't consistently talked to me in weeks, every time we do speak you're in your head, and you keep pushing things off and forgetting. I just don't know what I'm doing wrong here."
Fuck, you couldn't stop the floodgates now. You quickly sniffed, holding the phone away from you so he wouldn't hear, soaking the cuff of your sweatshirt sleeve with tears before trying to respond.
"No, no Luc, you're not doing anything wrong. The last month has just been tough, I just don't know how to tell you. I'm trying Luca, I am, and I'm sorry. I know it doesn't fix anything and you still have every right to be angry with me, I understand why-"
this is me trying.
"Hey, it's whatever, just don't worry about it."
No. No this couldn't happen like this. He couldn't be checking out of your relationship right now. You needed him, even if you didn't know how to tell him. You accidentally let out a whimper when you tried to speak, before shakily breathing a deep breath and trying again.
"No, it isn't. I'm not being good to you. I just- Fuck Luca I'm sorry I didn't mean to forget, and I'm not meaning to be such a bad girlfriend I just, there's just,"
"Just what?"
"I don't know how to tell you! I don't want you to think differently about me Luc. You've never seen me like this."
Your trauma was truly shining through, you were terrified of Luca thinking you weren't smart.
"Are you like uninterested now? You could just tell me, not lead me on! Not just ghost me!"
"No Luca! I love you so much, I'm in love with you. I just-"
You cut yourself off, letting out a stressed sigh, rubbing your eyes when you felt the tears prick in them.
i just wanted you to know,
You didn't know what to say, it was so complicated. Every time you ever tried to talk about this with your family they shut you down, told you you were wrong for feeling like you did, and you didn't want Luca to think those things too.
"I just can't do this stuff anymore,"
"What?"
this is me trying.
"I'm just not smart anymore, and everything is so hard. And I don't know how to talk to you about it 'cause I don't want you to think I'm not smart, but I don't think I am anymore."
"Oh, baby."
Luca was stunned, his girl was going through something and he was upset with her over a hockey game. He thought you were beginning to distance yourself from him because you started to be uninterested in him. He never would've assumed you were doing it because you were scared to talk to him. He never would've assumed you were scared he would think less of you.
"Hey, it's okay. Everything's gonna be alright, okay? How about I come over? We can talk more about everything and I know I'm not the brightest guy when it comes to all of your stuff but I could try to help. That okay, pretty?"
"Yes. Please, Angel. Need you right now."
"Okay, give me a couple minutes, I'll be right there. I love you, okay?"
"I love you, Luc."
Luca let you hang up, taking a deep breath and sitting for a moment just to take in what had just happened. He had a bad feeling in his stomach now, knowing how you were hurting. He quickly recovered and got up, putting his shoes and a hat on backward before leaving his dorm.
He walked fast through campus to get to your dorm building, the cold motivating him further. When he got to your dorm building, he quickly went up the stairs, taking two at a time, and to your room. You were in a single this year, so he wasn't worried about a roommate being bothered by his presence. He knocked on the decorated door gently, bouncing on his feet waiting for you.
they told me all of my cages were mental, so i got wasted like all my potential.
Luca could've sworn he felt his heart break when he saw your face, the exhaustion mixed with sadness wearing you down. He didn't say anything before jumping to wrap his arms around you, just holding you for a minute. You clung to him so tightly, you'd missed him so badly while digging yourself into a hole of isolation.
"Hi sweet girl."
You could've started crying again. He held you gently but firmly, and it was all you ever needed. You felt yourself relax for the first time in two and a half weeks.
and my words shoot to kill when i'm mad. i have a lot of regrets about that.
"Hi Luc"
You sniffled, and Luca just melted. He pulled away from you just a little, pulling his arms away so he could cradle your faces in his palms. You brought your hands up to rest on his wrists, rubbing your thumbs back and forth.
"I missed you, pretty."
You missed him like a little kid. But it was your fault you were ever apart.
i was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere.
"I missed you. 'M so sorry I isolated myself from you, I'm so fucking stressed right now. Everything is hard and it's scary 'cause it's never been hard like this for me, and I-"
fell behind all my classmates and i ended up here,
"I know baby. It is scary. College is just scary. And you are like the smartest girl I think ever so I know it's like even scarier for you when things don't make sense quickly, but it's gonna be okay. Because you have your amazing, talented, stud of a boyfriend to help you."
pouring out my heart to a stranger. but i didn't pour the whiskey.
You gave him a look, laughing for the first time in many days.
"He is pretty amazing, and talented, and hot, isn't he?"
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.
He nodded reassuringly, before putting his hands on your hips and pushing you back into your room, closing your door behind him.
"Damn, you just got here."
"Shut the hell up."
You laughed as you climbed up onto your bed, pulling Luca up next to you after he took his shoes off.
at least i'm trying.
"So, about this class. What do we need to learn?"
You explained how tonight you only really needed to do two things, finish a paper that was 75% done, and do another assignment that if you could figure out how to understand the concept, would be done in no time. You both snuggled close together while looking at the paper, Luca helping you through sentences you got stuck on. You finished the paper quickly, then pulled up your notes for the concept of the other assignment.
and it's hard, to be at a party when i feel like an open wound. it's hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you.
At one point Luca took your laptop to read through the notes so you just turned over and rested your head on his chest, before seeing his gorgeous hair covered by a stupid hat grabbing it off of him, and putting it on your bedside table.
"No hats in my room."
"What? Since when?"
"Since I want to see your pretty hair, not the maize and blue hat I see every other day."
Luca just laughed, shaking his head and running his non-scrolling hand down your back. Luca somehow understood the concept and reiterated it to you in a way that made everything click. He was your good luck charm, you knew it. Everything made sense with him.
you're a flashback, in a film reel, on the one screen in my town.
You made him lay on your chest with your laptop resting on his back while you completed the assignment. One hand was in his hair while the other was gliding across the keyboard. You finished it in 20 minutes. And your chest felt so much lighter after you hit the submit button.
You closed your laptop, sliding it onto the floor before putting both of your hands into Luca's hair.
"I knew you could do it, baby. You just needed someone to tell you that."
"I love you."
"I love you so much."
Luca's arms around your middle tightened, and he moved his head to look up at you.
"I know you feel like you have to be this perfect person, baby, but I need you to know you don't have to do that for anyone, especially me. Because you are everything, and I can't take care of you if you're scared to talk to me about how you're feeling. I know your parents and other people make you feel like if you don't do good at school they will love you less, but you need to know that you could flunk out of school, and you would still be the most important person to me, okay?"
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying.
You were crying. You pulled him somehow closer and hugged him so tight, pulling away after over a minute to give him a good long kiss that expressed your gratitude. Because you were, so fucking grateful. This boy had seen all of it, and still chose you, and would continue to choose you until his last breath.
(and maybe i don't quite know what to say,)
"Thank you, Angel. You don't know how much hearing that means to me. I love you, so so much."
"You're everything. I see that you're trying, and that is always gonna be enough."
i just wanted you to know, that this is me trying. at least i'm trying.
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I don’t want to study, but then I remember that if I try really, really, really hard, in few years I can live in the city of my dreams, eat whatever and whenever I want, date whoever I want, study what I want, read what I want, spend my money how I want, dress how I want, be friends with whoever I want.
Life will be so good, all I have to do is try, try and try
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ilostyou · 1 year
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when taylor swift said “i’ve never been a natural all i do is try, try, try” and when maisie peters said “when did i wake up and find out trying isn’t good enough?” and when 5sos said “i’m doing my best and i guess that’s the best i can do” and when anson seabra said “i’m trying my best but everyday it’s so hard” and when maren morris said “i’m on a humble quest and damn i do my best” and when luke hemmings said “i’m sorry that i let you down” and when kelsea ballerini said “if i said i had it all together i’d be lying but i’ll die trying” and when ruel said “i try to be happy but it’s hard sometimes” and when sasha sloan said “i don’t even try ‘cause i’m scared to fuck up” and when gracie abrams said “i’m doing too much” and when jeremy zucker said “often i get exhausted trying regardless to be enough” and when when jp saxe said “i let myself try”
and when taylor swift said “this is me trying”
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