"The Road Not Taken"
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
...I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
unbothered by showgirl hate because i remember when y’all hated rep and now it’s bible. if anything i’m annoyed that i know you’ll all come around and act like this never happened
this is my last the bitches who
opportunity as wish i’d hurry up
an artist to grasp and die but
onto that kind i’m immortal now,
of success i couldn’t if i tried
first album that taylor doesn’t day dream about offing herself in years and everyone mad as hell…. i think you guys just want her to be depressed idk idk
can people accept that this fun album is a breath of fresh air and not everything has to be sad and heartbreaking? I am happy that she is in such a good place that she was able to write this album and I hope we can continue having love and happy songs from now on byeee
beautiful things can happen when you shuffle all your liked songs on spotify and just listen. you might find yourself listening to counting stars by onerepublic in the year 2025 for example
i think some people who are criticizing showgirl need to know that while youve been getting down about the liars and the dirty dirty cheats of the world you couldve been getting down to this sick beat
FUCKKKK every man who made taylor feel so undesirable that she wrote “I wouldn’t marry me either, a pathological people pleaser” when she looks THIS HAPPY with a ring on her finger 😭😭😭
Until now, my heart breaks more and more for teenage me. I brushed it all off that it felt unreal, I pretended that it wasn't real. But the crippling fear is here, still here.
I love being a girl but it's scary... I'm SCARED because I AM A GIRL, JUST a girl 💔 not that I look down on my biological & emotional self, but because of the harsh reality of being helpless when faced with unwanted words, tone, glances, or touch.
Maybe I can live once I leave this shattered glass, walkthrough this pathway filled with eggshells, walk away with no looking back. But sadly... sadly... it wouldn't be soon. Instead, I'd be stuck with the same fear that haunts me again and again.