I’ve been posting the same paragraph for about a week and half. I was hoping. Praying. That maybe I’d get a like. Maybe. The fact that she took the time to articulate a beautiful response for me blows my mind. I was giving up. I was losing hope that she’d ever write anything to me. And then I got the notification. At 1:16 on the morning Taylor Swift wrote me a novel. #taylorswift @taylorswift

I hope you learn to block out the words that will just devastate you. That’s been a tough lesson for me to learn.

flawfulbelle:

TAYLOR SWIFT LIKES MY FACE

LOOK ITS ME IT HAPPENED

"all you fucking haters talking shit about me and I’m like"

Taylor left her apartment in New York City on April 14
it all comes back in flashes.

         You go talk to your friends talk to my friends talk to me
         But we are never ever ever ever getting back together
                                                                       Like ever.

One of my big goals as a human being is to continue to write what’s really happening to me, even if it’s a tough pill to swallow for people around me… I do fear that if I ever were to have someone in my life who mattered, I would second-guess every one of my lyrics.