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This is peak NCT💀

i dont know anything about kpop at all it doesnt interest me in the slightest i think its like the pinnacle of weird celebrity culture. but even so im completely enamoured with the concept of nct. i love that theres a seemingly endless stream of guys. i like to imagine them all queueing up to get into one single comically long limousine. imagine you have to tuck them all into bed and give them a kiss on the forehead and you start at 8:30pm (their bedtime) and because theres so many of them by the time youve lovingly put the last member of nct to bed its morning. you pull up to mcdonalds drivethru and deliver a 15 minute long monologue to get every member of ncts order. this is the funniest picture in the world it looks like the UNs security council

noot noot Jaehyun

Bread Jaehyun who? I only know NOOT NOOT JAEHYUN

My teacher: just try to imagine your audience before going on stage because the number of people can overwhelm you

Me with social anxiety: *internal screaming* okay

Yes

Reblog if you think that men can wear dresses, trying to prove a point to my dad

Awwww

“come dance with me?”

stray kids as reductress headlines because why not.

I hate it when the captions in movies say (speaking Spanish) or some other languages, LIKE DUDE, YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO TRANSLATE THAT SH!T

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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

I did this last year. I'm not that great of an artist at all, but I try my best.

Yess

Have some really soft Lokius moments to help cope with whatever the fuck happened: