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I just want to make sure everyone understands the implications of 'So High School' being the clearest song on the album like the sudden glow a room gets when a warm ray of sunlight comes through the window - could it be a hint at what comes next??? And yes it's the first one for Travis but more than that, it's also Taylor's FIRST ever love song without anxiety underneath. like do we all understand what that means? are we all picking up what she's putting down? like this is little miss 'I'm a hopeless romantic but I also have a fatalistic streak a mile wide' we're talking about... the tortured poets department may have been as dark as death itself and fragile glass but where she is now? that's solid as fuck and full of life.
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I think it's so wild that Swifties think they can sit here talking about Taylor's life and decisions 24/7 and she can have no say in it? She isn't allowed to have thoughts and opinions about us talking about her all the time? She isn't allowed to make art about how that makes her feel? We deserve to be called out by her, it's completely fair and valid. To think otherwise is naive. And I personally find it refreshing that she isn't acting like having rabid fans is all roses and sunshine all the time, for once.
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Taylor has time to write a 31 song masterpiece, write and direct a music video (and more potentially?), shoot visuals and promo for her album, go around the world on the biggest tour she’s ever done, and you mean to tell me she’s also got time to sew, bake, play pickle ball? GIRL HOW DO YOU DO IT
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feeling sooooo soft bc taylor is sharing tidbits of her personal life with us again this feels so special🥹🥹🥹🥰🥰🥰
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The Tortured Poets Department Prologue
At this hearing
I stand before my fellow members
of the Tortured Poets Department
With a summary of my findings
A debrief, a detailed rewinding
For the purpose of warning
For the sake of reminding
As you might all
unfortunately recall
I had been struck by a case
of a restricted humanity
Which explains my plea
here today
of temporary i n s a n i t y
You see, the pendulum swings
Oh, the chaos it brings
Leads the caged beast to do
the most curious things
Lovers spent years denying
what's ill fated
Resentment rotting away
galaxies we created
Stars placed and glued
meticulously by hand
next to the ceiling fan
Tried wishing on comets.
Tried dimming the shine.
Tried to orbit his planet.
Some stars never
align.
And in one conversation,
I tore down the whole sky.
Spring sprung forth with
dazzling freedom hues
Then a crash from the skylight
bursting through
Something old,
someone hallowed,
who told me he could
be brand new
And so I was out of the oven
and into the microwave
Out of the slammer and into
a tidal wave
How gallant to save the
empress from her gilded tower
Swinging a sword he could
barely lift
But loneliness struck at that
fateful hour
Low hanging fruit on
his wine stained lips
He never even scratched
the surface of me.
None of them did.
"In summation, it was not a
love affair!"
I screamed while bringing
my fists
to my coffee ringed desk
It was a mutual manic phase.
It was self harm.
It was house and then
cardiac arrest.
A smirk creeps onto this
poet's face
Because it's the worst
men that I write best.
And so I enter into evidence
My tarnished coat of arms
My muses, acquired
like bruises
My talismans and charms
The tick, tick, tick of
love bombs
My veins of pitch black ink
All’s fair in love and poetry
Sincerely, The Chairman of The Tortured Poets Department
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these thoughts are still developing so be gentle but I think the shock of ttpd paying attention to taylor’s rebound with matty at least partly stems from the fact that most of the discourse failed to recognise the emotional context at the time. Our focus (including mine) was on criticising and critiquing her for being associated with him. That is of course (still) extremely valid and it doesn’t take a genius to figure out that taylor herself is dripping with self loathing over it. BUT if you look beyond that for just a second, what you see is a woman whose future and forever had just been blown up (in part by her to save herself) and then this guy who she already has existing intimacy with swoops in to rescue her from the pain because that’s her primary focus; making it stop.
He says all the right things and makes all these promises she’s desperate to believe in. Remember, for every time Taylor has appeared jaded and wary, she is still almost impossibly at her core a hopeless romantic. Of course she wants to relish in his love bombing because by all accounts for a while she’s been starved of it. But then he leaves because it was never about saving, only about taking.
We were all so busy being mad at taylor at the time while also desperately trying to understand and give her grace for her behaviour that most of us forgot to consider how fucked up matty’s was. He took advantage of a completely broken woman and built her an escape route ringing with identical false promises (heavier to make at 34 so assumed to be meant) and then shattered it. Maybe he really did mean them but she wasn’t in a position to truly, and anyone worth their salt would have seen that. Would have focused on her healing. So of course that’s almost going to hurt more and be darker. She was already smashed and then he broke her just for fun. And then after all of that, she glued herself back together piece by piece and in a fateful moment got someone who met her where she was at finally and meant it
#sorry this got long#taylor swift#taylor and joe#joe alwyn#matty healy#taylor and travis#travis kelce#ttpd#the tortured poets department
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having so many thoughts about the nature of storytelling right now. about how the story of a girl driven to insanity is more compelling and less palatable than a story of someone scorned and heartbroken. about how public perception of art bleeds into the life of the artist. about living for the record instead of recording about the life. about what makes a good album and how that intersects and conflicts with what makes a happy human. about the toll that takes on a woman who, at the end of the day, just wants to be heard and understood, but feels terrified to let anyone down with the truth. IDK YOU GUYS
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A Poem By Stevie Nicks
(found on the back of the The Tortured Poets Department vinyl)
He was in love with her or at least she thought so. She was broken-hearted maybe he was too - neither of them knew; She was way too hot to handle, he was way too high to try. He couldn't even see her, he wouldn't open his eyes. She was on her way to the stars. He didn't say goodbye.
She looked back from her future and shed a few tears. He looked into his past and actually felt fear. For both of them, the answers would never be ever clear. Don't ask questions, do that later. She brings joy, he brings Shakespeare. It's almost a tragedy says she. Don't endanger me. Don't endanger me.
He really can't answer her. He's afraid of her. He's hiding from her. And he knows - that' he's hurting her. She tells the truth, she writes about it. She's an informer, he's an x-lover. There's nothing there for her. She's already gone. There's nothing that can stop her.
She was just flying through the clouds where he saw her. She was just making her way to the stars when he lost her...
For T - and me!!!
#taylor swift#stevie nicks#poetry#the tortured poets department#ttpd#for anyone who struggles to read the vinyl images
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This one isn’t for the faint-of-heart it’s for the ones with the demons in their heads and the monsters in their beds. It’s for every person who has ever painted on a smile while parts of them died. The old Taylor may have long been ‘dead’ but this time it was close to true. Her lips had turned a violent blue underneath the glitter. Some noticed, some didn’t, we all still bought a ticket.
Breakdown, rebound to the edge, this time actually jumping off the ledge. Only to land in a secret garden handbuilt, a healing done not by a saviour or by an angel (read: future traitor) but by the one who all along healed herself and came out strong.
Another extract from my review of 'The Tortured Poets Department' which you can read here
#taylor swift#hannahs writing#hannah writes#music with hannah#the tortured poets department#ttpd#hannah reviews ttpd#swifties#the eras tour
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Back in 2021, upon the re-release of her version of ‘Red’, Taylor Swift described the album as her “first real exploration of adult heartbreak’. All scarlet hues and secret oaths, scarves lost to time and vibrant aches in colour so bright she was left blinded.
Well if that was her first, this is her glorious second. All sepia tones and maps made from scars. It’s black, white and shades of grey, the life that swam down the drain. It's rings that never came and veils worn in death (not marriage), baby names tucked away and a knight come to save the day. Except while he was meant to be healing wounds, he was building a second tomb.
- An extract from my review of The Tortured Poets Department which you can read here
#taylor swift#hannah post™️#hannah’s writing#music with hannah#the tortured poets department#ttpd#hannah reviews ttpd#taylor and joe#joe alwyn#it's joever#matty healy
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And so I enter into evidence my tarnished coat of arms my muses acquired like bruises my talismans and charms the tick tick tick of love bombs my veins in pitch black ink all's fair in love and poetry -> I love you it's ruining my life -> you don't get to tell me about sad -> am I allowed to cry? -> old habits die screaming -> crowd goes wild at her fingertips half moonshine, full eclipse -> I wish I could un-recall how we almost had it all even statues crumble if they're made to wait... -> one less seductress one less dagger to sharpen -> lost the game of chance, what are the chances? -> as she was leaving it felt like breathing
every fragment taylor swift has shared about/from the tortured poets department so far...
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the use of 2’s by Taylor:
✌️ at the album announcement, now at the Spotify popup library
The TTPD stylized logo
🫶🫶👏👏 (tweet)
Wearing 2 rings on cover
TT (mistyped typewriter double T) on Chicago mural
Clock set to 2
bunch of things in pairs at Spotify pop up library
temptress lyric at 2pm PST
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and is your shame helpful? is it inspiring goodness and change? or is it keeping you frozen in time unable to move on and be everything you have expanded to be?
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And so I enter into evidence my tarnished coat of arms my muses acquired like bruises my talismans and charms the tick tick tick of love bombs my veins in pitch black ink all's fair in love and poetry -> I love you it's ruining my life -> you don't get to tell me about sad -> am I allowed to cry? -> old habits die screaming -> crowd goes wild at her fingertips half moonshine, full eclipse -> I wish I could un-recall how we almost had it all even statues crumble if they're made to wait... -> one less seductress one less dagger to sharpen -> lost the game of chance, what are the chances? -> as she was leaving it felt like breathing
every fragment taylor swift has shared about/from the tortured poets department so far...
#taylor swift#the tortured poets department#ttpd#prologue extracts? lyrics?#seeing it all laid out like that is... ooft#every shade of this is dark I think#its joever
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I don’t know who needs to hear this but grief is so much more than just something you experience when someone dies. it’s okay to grief opportunities and time lost. people you used to know. people you used to be. relationships. ways of living. places. your childhood. you can feel grief over so many things and it’s okay and real and seeking help is okay too, you’re not being disrespectful.
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The Princess Diaries (2001) dir. Garry Marshall
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