Probably Crying Over Taylor...

folklore(2020)

Folklore (2020). Taylor Swift Stars drawn around scars. A cardigan that still bears the scent of loss 20 years later. Battleships sinking into the ocean, down, down, down. The tree swing in the woods of my childhood. Hushed tones of “let’s run away” and never doing it. The sun drenched month of August, sipped away like a bottle of wine. A mirrored disco ball hovering above a dance floor. A whiskey bottle beckoning. Hands held through plastic. A single thread that, for better or for worse, ties you to fate.

folklore | taylor swift (2020)

And when I felt like I was an old cardigan Under someone’s bed You put me on and said I was your favorite.

fifty years is a long time, holiday house sat quietly on that beach

And when you are young, they assume you know nothing

my favourite lyrics from folklore