Couldn’t Make This Shit Up Even If I Tried

UM @hayleykiyoko THAT WAS INSANE!! Thank you so much for coming to surprise the crowd tonight at @gillettestadium - THAT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!! So stoked this was your first stadium performance, and you absolutely killed it 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

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Kelly Clarkson sang Lavender Haze on her show today wearing a yellow shirt, 13 days before December 8th, the last Eras tour show. Call me suspicious. 🤨

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YOUNGER NOW!

"Give them bread and circuses, and they will never revolt." Juvenal (circa 55–127 A.D.), Roman poet

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casual conversation with friend(s) part III a few months ago, before the dominos really started to cascade

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FINALLY!!! Three of my superheroes

Connected by dots

Miley x Karlie x Serena

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Oh, here we go again. The voices in his head Called the rain to end our days of wild The sickest army doll Purchased at the mall Rivulets descend my plastic smile But you should've seen him When he first got me

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GUYS!

i might be late to the party…

…but guess at what time taylor woke up to record the vocals for folklore?

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ehm, no not really?! 8.30 sounds reasonable 🤷‍♀️

it’s not like driving around at midnight without your headlights on

making your midnights your afternoons

or still being awake at 3 am?

you could be standing in the mirror at 4 am

talking to yourself

so yeah all things considered..

8.30 - a perfect time to wake up if you ask me

now and forevermore ☀️

hi spade,

i saw this video on my fyp today that reminded me of the anons and that sounded like it could’ve been written by taylor. i was hoping she’d be able to see it somehow so figured i’d drop it here on the chance that our anon checks in and sees it. thanks for all you do <3 https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTF4Xrm2A/

Paradiso pride - Lay All Your Love On Me

🌈🌈🌈.

‘a cross in poetry, born from the same story’

intertwined, interlaced, interconnected

When delusion becomes reality...

'come along, the water's great, jump in, we're all mad here' - Taylor Swift on Jimmy Fallon (2021)

You could’ve warned us that the risk is drowning though.

Asking for a friend how many tortured poets does your department roughly have, Taylor?

...that’s just how it works. that’s how you get the girl. imgonnagetHERback.

13 minutes you say?

Okay okay.. just another koincidence I’m sure.

Karlie Elizabeth BETTY Kloss!

Taylor Alison JAMES Swift!

Please, I would very much like to be excluded from this narrative. It’s ruining my life 😭

I can’t listen to ‘random’ music anymore without you two koincidencing (yes – I just decided that it’s a verb).

I've had some tricks up my sleeve Takes one to know one You're a cowboy like me

Lisztomania 💋

Just normal girls living their normal longevity lifestyle

The truth is rarely pure and never simple. Oscar Wilde

(I did NOT photoshop the 💋 into the tiktok videos, no I did not)

It’s been a long time coming babes..

Burn it all down 💋💋💋

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“LORD DARLINGTON. My life--my whole life. Take it, and do with it what you will. . . . I love you--love you as I have never loved any living thing. From the moment I met you I loved you, loved you blindly, adoringly, madly! You did not know it then--you know it now! Leave this house to-night. I won't tell you that the world matters nothing, or the world's voice, or the voice of society. They matter a great deal. They matter far too much. But there are moments when one has to choose between living one's own life, fully, entirely, completely--or dragging out some false, shallow, degrading existence that the world in its hypocrisy demands. You have that moment now. Choose! Oh, my love, choose.”

Lady Windermere's Fan

Oscar Wilde 1893

« the real story unfolds not in the boom, but in the sigh, the slow unraveling like a magician's silk, frayed thread by thread »

The only split I may comment on is the split in the narrative. Be astute and discerning; look beyond the glitter and smoke. The real magic, you see, isn't in the grand vanishings or levitating doves. It's in the whispers, the cracks in the veneer, the clues you might miss while your eyes chase the spotlight.

Be wary of distraction, yearn not just for the grand ta-da, but heed the hushed murmurs that precede it. The real story unfolds not in the boom, but in the sigh, the slow unraveling like a magician's silk, frayed thread by thread.

Don't let the flourish of anticipation blind you to the tiny tears in the fabric. The marked card, the hidden trapdoor; they exist not just in illusions on stage, but in the lives we live. Watch for the chipped edges of smiles, the flicker of doubt in familiar eyes, the whispers that dance on the periphery of laughter.

For cracks, like secrets, have a way of widening in the shadows, unnoticed until the light shifts, revealing the chasm you never saw coming. Don't be the audience applauding the levitation, oblivious to the floorboards creaking beneath your feet. The true magic, the poignant truth, lies in the descent, not the ascent.

So heed the sighs, the silences, the subtle shifts in tone. The real drama, the heartbreaking beauty of it all, unfolds not in a grand finale, but in the quiet unraveling. The magician's greatest illusion is the one you choose not to see. So keep your eyes peeled, friends, for the real story, the one whispered between the lines, is the one that truly leaves you breathless.

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