Sorry I Hate The Narrative That Being A Swiftie Is A Curse Or Just Something That Happened. I Love Loving

“we do it because people need an escape from how brutal life can be, and it is the honor of a lifetime to be that for them, if only for a night” has me so emotional. this tour has been the best, most magical escape for so many of us over the last two years, and i hope she knows that we feel ridiculously lucky to have experienced it, whether that was in person or via livestreams.

i almost do - taylor swift

you know what’s getting incredibly old? the way some “fans” expect taylor to be their perfect entertainment robot. back in the day, we would spend several months — if not years — enjoying the content we got, rather than demanding more. we’re so ridiculously lucky to be fans of an artist who tries to surprise and delight us at every turn, who gives us so much content to pour over. she doesn’t merely exist for our own consumption, she’s a human being who exists outside of us. please recognise that.

ttpd and red both being messy and drawn out but quintessential displays of taylor’s penmanship too powerful for the world to understand i see the vision

thinking about this comment and reply under amos' eras post

ppl love to talk about swifties "turning on" joe after he and taylor broke up but that's not shocking to me at all...fandoms will do that when their fave breaks up with whoever they're dating lmao. I am more interested in the fact that a ton of swifties seemed to start liking joe MORE after they broke up and that the ones who started liking him tended to be ppl who disliked/were neutral about him when they were actually dating. imagine if after taylor and calvin broke up a bunch of swifties started calling him a poor meow meow and saying everyone needed to stop calling him "calcium harvest" bc it's really rude.

Hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you.

i couldn’t care less that taylor isn’t a vocal powerhouse because her voice feels like home to me. it feels like a soft warm blanket or a hug from your mom or the bed in your childhood room. it’s beautiful and earnest and unbridled and uniquely her and i wouldn’t trade it for the world