Gnawing On The Bars Of My Enclosure Tbh

I actually would've died if the 1975 or lorde was a ft on 1989

and no features!! tbh kinda relieved???

actually me

halsey album soon im so normal about this

I didn’t spend my entire summer finally feeling like an empowered woman and trading friendship bracelets with the girls and gays for Taylor to be the heterosexual poster child of the NFL; for her to be an accessory to a man who uses her name for clout and disrespects her grind by acting like he’s just as special as she is. The mere thought of Taylor’s name being included in locker room talk is actually so sickening and embarrassing. Taylor aligning herself with an organization that has closeted so many men and has a history of protecting men who are violent towards women is such a slap in the face. At least I know Barbie would NEVER date Travis Kelce.

Backstage at New York’s Latin Quarter nightclub

Gordon Parks, “The Girls Backstage,” Life, Dec 22, 1958

taylor swift on friday releasing rep (tv) at the grammys (im delulu)

So what if I told yall something might be coming out tonight

now she's gonna play and sing and lock you in her heart

she's so cute <3

I love her so much

literally just a complete slut

your own little golden prison cell // gold cage hostage to my feelings // my town was a wasteland, full of cages, full of fences … but for some it was paradise // in the darkest little paradise // I prefer hiding in plain sight // I know places we could hide // I know places we won’t be found // showed you all of my hiding spots // and I am hiding in the curtains // you two are dancing in a snow globe, 'round and 'round // picture of your face in an invisible locket // the skeletons in both our closets plotted hard to fuck this up // you won’t have to cry or hide in the closet // they got the cages, they got the boxes and guns // windows boarded up after the storm // so I peered through a window // I drew curtains closed // I look through the windows of this love // they told me all of my cages were mental so I got wasted like all my potential // all I need is on the other side of the door // we twist in our self-made cages and pray that we aren't right this minute about to make some fateful life-altering mistake // are we out of the woods? are we in the clear yet? // it was the great escape, the prison break, the light of freedom on my face // you’ve come a long way, open the blinds let me see your face // windows flung wide open // step into the daylight and let it go