You
should take it as a compliment That I got drunk and made fun of
the way you talk. You should think about the consequence Of
your magnetic field being a little too
strong...
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I don't trust nobody and nobody trusts me– I'll
be the actress starring in your bad dreams.
I GOT SMARTER, I GOT HARDER
IN THE NICK OF TIME:
honey
I rose
up from
the
dead,
I DO IT ALL THE
TIME.I got a list of names &
YOURS
IS IN
RED
UNDERLINED;
I check it once, then I
check it twice.
...look
what
you
made
me do...
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There is a video I found from back when I was three
You set up a paint set in the kitchen and you're talking to me
It's the age of princesses and pirate ships and the seven dwarfs
And Daddy's smart and you're the prettiest lady in the whole wide world...
And now I know why all the trees change in the fall
I know you were on my side e v e n w h e n I w a s w r o n g.
—
Taylor Swift, The Best Day
It's like Taylor Swift's song Ronan is an amalgamation of
two very significant people in my life whose losses I've
suffered this year: that of my grandmother, from cancer, which was
the cause of death of the little boy the song was written/named
for, and that of a child I bonded closely with for long enough to
become deeply attached and consider my own, in a way. A lot of the
details, the motherly relationship that's depicted and the
image of permanent grief that's painted, strike a deep chord
with me, both because of how my grandmother loved me and how I
loved that child. I got so emotional listening to it last night.
Glad I rediscovered it, even if it's painful to hear.
