“I remember the first time I knew I had seen Taylor Alison Swift break free from the trap of stardom. I wasn’t sitting in a crowded stadium in the pouring rain or cuddled up in a movie theater with a bag of popcorn. I was watching a grainy, crackling livestream of the Eras Tour, captured on a fan’s phone.
It’s late at night, the beginning of her acoustic set of surprise songs, this time performed in a yellow dress. She begins playing “Hits Different.” It’s a new song, full of puns, double entendres and wordplay, that toys with the glittering identities in which Ms. Swift indulges.
She’s rushing, as if stopping, even for a second, will cause her to lose her nerve. She stumbles at the bridge, pauses and starts again; the queen of bridges will not mess this up, not tonight.
There it is, at the bridge’s end: “Bet I could still melt your world; argumentative, antithetical dream girl.” An undeniable declaration of love to a woman. As soon as those words leave her lips, she lets out a whoop, pacing around the stage with a grin that cannot be contained.
For a moment, Ms. Swift was out of the woods she had created for herself as a teenager, floating above the trees. The future was within reach; she would, and will, soon take back the rest of her words, her reputation, her name. Maybe the world would see her, maybe it wouldn’t.
But on that stage, she found herself. I was there. Through a fuzzy fancam, I saw it.
And somehow, that was everything.”
— NYT OPINION: Look What We Made Taylor Swift Do (x)
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I just had the most wonderful dream about my and my "just a crush."
We were at school together doing a group project and we kept having nice moments. (I don't remember what exactly) At one point I took a video of him and a picture with him for some reason??
Then my friends joked about how I totally liiiikkee him. And they are not wrong. I don't remember all of it, but it was so nice.
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Sean and Baby Colin Robinson was something I never knew I needed but I did. From Baby Colin thinking Laszlo doesn't like him to Sean making sure he knows that he not only likes him but LOVES him to Baby Colin admitting his love for creating chaos with hammers. Ending with Sean subtly making sure his gun was out of reach before questioning Colin on whether he would become a homicidal hammer wielding maniac... my heart 🥺
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GRACIE LOOK
https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSR1SAJN6/?k=1
this have me thinking... what if five and his s/o have a proper wedding with his siblings invited (five didn't really think about having another one since he's busy thinking the apocalypse. idk who's the mastermind- i guess klaus)?
five and his fellow grooms, waiting for the bride and doesn't matter that they got soaked by the rain... THEN THEN WHEN HIS S/O BEGIN TO WALK TOWARDS THE ISLE- seeing them drenched and she put down her umbrella to join the fun.
the boys begin to sob.. "stop crying you idiot.", "these are tears of joy!" klaus said.
some said, a rain on your wedding day is good luck because it signifies that your marriage will last."
watch the link to take a good look. NOT A REQUEST BUT BUT A BRAINROT--
SHUT UP IM CRYING ON THE FLOOR OH MY GOD 😭😭
definitely klaus planned the whole thing (you can’t convince me five’s fav isn’t klaus) and klaus ugly cried the entire night
like y’all saw him at luther’s wedding imagine him marrying off his “little” brother
he’s sobbing and diego is like silent tears and luther definitely claps and cries 😭 viktor is a hot mess of oh my gOD and allison is just 🥹 dabbing at her tears
not to mention his s/o is probably crying bc they never got a wedding and it’s all so sweet and then five starts crying bc his s/o and siblings are crying
but everyone says “it’s raining these aren’t tears”
but everyone knows
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Shout-out to the ER nurse who thought I was blowing him a kiss when really I was signing "thank you" across the hall so he blew me a kiss back.
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Actually still thinking about Porro’s goal last night.
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Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".
Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"
And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".
Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.
At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.
So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!
Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!
Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!
Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.
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