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I’ve always said that the world is a different place for the heartbroken. It moves on a different axis, at a different speed. Time skips backwards and forwards fleetingly. The heartbroken might go through thousands of micro-emotions a day trying to figure out how to get through it without picking up the phone to hear that old familiar voice. In the land of heartbreak, moments of strength, independence, and devil-may-care rebellion are intricately woven together with grief, paralyzing vulnerability and hopelessness. Imagining your future might always take you on a detour back to the past. And this is all to say, that the next album I’ll be releasing is my version of Red.
Musically and lyrically, Red resembled a heartbroken person. It was all over the place, a fractured mosaic of feelings that somehow all fit together in the end. Happy, free, confused, lonely, devastated, euphoric, wild, and tortured by memories past. Like trying on pieces of a new life, I went into the studio and experimented with different sounds and collaborators. And I’m not sure if it was pouring my thoughts into this album, hearing thousands of your voices sing the lyrics back to me in passionate solidarity, or if it was simply time, but something was healed along the way.
Sometimes you need to talk it over (over and over and over) for it to ever really be… over. Like your friend who calls you in the middle of the night going on and on about their ex, I just couldn’t stop writing. This will be the first time you hear all 30 songs that were meant to go on Red. And hey, one of them is even ten minutes long.
Red (Taylor’s Version) will be out November 19.
https://taylor.lnk.to/RedTaylorsVersion
there’s something inherently romantic about being so fucking familiar with an album that you can catch every minute change from a breath somewhere new to a lengthened vowel and what it all boils down to is fearless was a formative album for me and it always will be and i love revisiting it in such a wonderful way
Make Up As A Weapon During World Wars

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Looking For Mutuals
If you’re a fan of any of the following, like or reblog this post so that we can go on and on about whatever it is (or just become friends… that’s fine too)
~Andi Mack (I ship Tyrus, Ambi and Muffy)
~Dan and Phil
~Supernatural
~Marvel
~Panic! at the Disco
~Lauv
~Broadway in general (Fav shows are DEH, Rent, and OOTI)
~Stranger Things
~Ben Platt
~Everything Sucks
~Euphoria
mini concept playlists ☼
wandering in and out of small boutiques and cafes in paris on a warm summer day with your best friend
dancing in a big crowd to unknown artists at a music festival. there’s lots of confetti in the air and not a care in the world
waking up engulfed in sunlight shining through your bedroom window. today is going to be positive!
you’re at a crowded house party around people you don’t know. music starts playing over the speakers. these are all throwback songs that get drunk girls excited
you and a couple friends are sitting on the swings at your local park talking about your crushes and relationships. the sun is casting a golden hue on the environment around you. you all have no desire to leave.
electricity playlists
desperately wanting something but not being able to describe what it is you want. its not any physical item, its a state of being, one you’ve never had before but you still long for it when someone asks you what you want to do for your future
you’re six years old and sleeping over your grandparent’s house. they wrap you up in blankets, make you hot chocolate, and you ask them about what their lives were like. you had no idea your grandma and grandpa were so cool.
youve numbed yourself to feeling strongly about people. you associate trust with pain, love with guilt, and kindness with manipulation and everything just kind of cancels out. then you meet someone who changes that, who you really feel you can trust and love and any pain will be worth the risk. and all the feelings come back.
that little sound you hear in your ears when you’re falling asleep on the couch after a sleepless night. your dream world starts to overtake reality and you feel like you can finally relax as light drips through your windows and the birds sing you lullabies.
unconditional love, in the healthiest sense. being in love with someone who doesn’t take advantage of the fact that you love them for who they are and who they want to be. they do not try to use that to manipulate you or abuse you, they strive to be the best they can be for themselves and for the relationship.
starlit
[word submitted by @september-stardust]
the dimmed life in your eyes hits my heart in the rawest spaces and i watch how you hide your heart fitting a thousand words into a mere “i love you” and avoiding me like clockwork avoids time if you stop, i will begin again but if you stop, time will stop, and we will end my bonds ache but i must keep you safe from me no one knows our story they can’t see our unshakeable love despite our lack of eye contact they can’t read our history as i suppress tears just to look at you to wonder if you’re concealing just as much as i am is my life’s hope and fear and courage all in one single breath that composes your name as i whisper it underneath my breath
you are everything starlit and i will find my way home to you, piece by piece (for i am not allowed in your daylight.)
h.rae | universalmemoir
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Wow. This was so moving, @universalmemoir . Words can’t capture how amazed I am by your poem. Thank you for this, for enriching the meaning of my meaningful word. ✨
Eight Ways to Remember Anything by Alex Lickerman M.D.
Reference: Research-based strategies to boost your memory and keep it strong via psychology today

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reblog and make a wish! this was removed from tumbrl due to “violating one or more of Tumblr’s Community Guidelines”, but since my wish came true the first time, I’m putting it back. :)
“I think I’m still holding onto you because there’s a part of me that aches to be who I was with you. You saved me, you shaped me and made who I am. You helped me so much. Maybe that’s why I can’t let you go, even after so long. I just don’t want to lose the change you made- I don’t want to lose myself again.
-i feel like i miss you, but not enough to really say it and mean it | a.m
“She lost her sense of light. She might not make it home tonight.”
— suicidalproxyy (via suicidalproxyy)

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