argumentative antithetical dream girl

im having his baby no im not because i got an abortion #prochoice

no because I'm so obsessed with guts. she opens by building herself as the perfect all-american bitch and then spends the rest of the album deconstructing that. she forgives and she forgets but it takes strength to forgive but she's not quite there yet. she's as fresh as the air but she's been bled dry. perfect all-american lips and hips but pretty still isn't pretty enough. she knows her age and acts like it but it's another day of pretending that she's older than she is and she makes it weird and makes it worse. she's built like a total machine but she gives up and still comes back for more. she's got class and integrity but she just tripped and fell into her ex's bed. she's sexy and she's kind but lacy oh lacy is the true sexier and better one than her. she's the eternal optimist but they all say that it gets better and what if she doesn't?

ik this gets mentioned a lot but ‘he said the way my blue eyes shined put those georgia stars to shame that night / i said that’s a lie’ is still a HELL of an opening line for a sixteen-year-old’s career

“and I wouldn’t marry me either” this, “You’re Losing Me is TTPD coded” that have you ever considered that I find the ARTIFACTS, cried over a hat cursed the space that I needed, trace the EVIDENCE, make it make some sense why the wound is still bleedin'?

happy international women's day, sluts!

hope girls grow up knowing that there are infinite ways of being a woman. hope girls grow up loving themselves for who they are.