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amourdeleon07 · 4 months
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"Cruel Summer" - A Flash Fiction
THIS IS MY MOST FAVORITE WORK I'VE DONE AND I'M SO PROUD OF HOW IT TURNED OUT. I had to listen to Cruel Summer on loop to feel motivated and inspired by Mother Taylor and I'M SO HAPPY WITH HOW I WROTE IT!!! I hope you guys will enjoy as much as I enjoyed writing this!!!
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“Fever dream high in the quiet of the night
You know that I caught it…”
The speakers boomed through the room as I listened to Cruel Summer by Taylor Swift on a September afternoon. I sat on the couch, curled up into a ball and I smiled as we talked over the phone. I’m glad you can’t see the wide idiotic smile I have on my face but I wished you were right next to me, wrapping your arms around my body as we talked endlessly. You don’t need to know that though, I don’t want to ruin what we have just yet. You’ll know soon enough, but for now…let me feel like a teenager in love.
“...Bad, bad boy,
Shiny toy with a price
You know that I bought it…”
How do I even deal with these feelings of mine? I can’t help but feel giddy every time I get even a single text message from you. Oh, love. They say I should shoot my shot but I still want to enjoy the time I get to spend with you before I risk it all and throw it out the window.
“...Killing me slow, out the window
I’m always waiting for you to be waiting below…”
How many times will I sneak out just to see you late at night? Why am I doing this? Am I doing this just to see that pretty face of yours? Maybe. I probably won’t stop sneaking out until I finally have you in my arms, on my bed as we cuddle under the silk sheets in my bedroom, all cuddled up and our legs tangled with each other’s as we drift off into the sweet slumberland. But for now, I’ll stick to sneaking out and waiting in your backyard just so I can see you.
“...Devils roll the dice, angels roll their eyes
What doesn’t kill me makes me want you more…”
This is a dangerous game I’m playing. You probably don’t see me the way I see you. You have no idea how I feel about the things you do. It’s quite thrilling and exciting to the point it feels like my heart is about to pop off my chest and explode. But no matter how risky this is, I’m willing to risk it just to be with you for even a single moment.
“...And it’s new, the shape of your body
It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got 
And it’s ooh, whoa, oh
It’s a cruel summer…”
Walking through the park with you? Holding hands with you? What a dream. I can’t believe it, I must be dreaming, someone please pinch me. I can’t stop the grin from forming on my face as we stroll through the park, the breeze of the hot summer air hits both of our faces. The sunlight perfectly kisses and compliments your face, I wished I was the one kissing your face though. But you don’t need to know that. Not yet.
“...It’s cool, that’s what I tell ‘em 
No rules in breakable heaven 
But ohh, whoa, oh
It’s a cruel summer
With you…”
Giggling over people asking if I have feelings for you. Is it that obvious? How can they tell? Is it because of the way I look at you? Is it because of the way I talk so passionately about you and the times we’ve spent together? Is it because of the way my face lights up even if I just hear your name? Oh no…Is it obvious to you? I hope not. I want you to find out when I tell you all about it. Please, I hope you don’t figure it out and discover the little secret I’ve been hiding from you.
“...I’m drunk in the back of the car
And I cried like a baby coming home from the bar…”
I sobbed when I overheard that you like someone, my feelings spilling all over the place. My eyes are swollen and red as I thought of the chance of it being me was very slim, but never zero, right? Oh gosh, my heart aches, yearning for your words of comfort, as I sobbed on your shoulder. Oh, how I wish you were here with me to tell me how you love me the same way I love you. But you aren’t. And I hate that. But it’s like the gods heard from their palace as you came knocking on my door. 
 I wiped the salty tears off my face, I looked at the mirror and frowned. I look terrible but that doesn’t matter, you’re waiting for me. I opened the door and put on a smile. “Are you alright?”, you asked.
“...Said ‘I’m fine’, but it wasn’t true…”
I lied. I never lie to you. I never want to. Was I scared to admit that I cried because of the thought of you loving someone else? Or was I scared to ruin what we had? 
“...I don’t want to keep secrets just to keep you
And I snuck in through the garden gate 
Every night that summer just to seal my fate…”
This is probably the last time I’ll ever sneak out just to see you. It’s now or never. The longer I wait and pray, the more painful it is to yearn for your love. I can’t keep this away from you any longer. It’s time for you to know.
“...And I screamed for whatever it’s worth
‘I love you’, ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?
He looks up grinning like a devil…”
I did it. I’ve confessed my love to you - well, more like screamed my love to you. I was expecting a broken heart but my eyes widened as I looked up only to see you smiling with loving eyes at me. My heart dropped but in a good way. I reached out to you and you pulled me up and wrapped me around your arms. Oh, how cruel has summer been to me.
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sadbeautifulttragic · 10 months
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the eras tour + lover bodysuits (x)
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The Eras Tour | November 11th, 2023 | Buenos Aires, Argentina
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tswiftupdatess · 6 months
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HD Photos of the new Lover bodysuit from tonight!
📸: Martín Bonetto
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yourivygrowss13 · 5 days
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Ok I’m dead don’t talk to me 😭😭😭😭
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1989 (taylor's version)
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If the symbol of “The Bolter” is a hare running then I think this could be important.
In folklore, farmers would burn the stubble fo their crops in the fields to regenerate the earth into spring, and hares would often be seen to run into the flames, yet not be burned and be reborn. Hares are a symbol of rebirth.
This album is Taylor running headfirst into the flames that burnt down her relationship, tackling them head on and walking away reborn🤍
Just remember. She burnt down the Lover House.
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new romantics // the archer
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CORNELIA STREET The Eras Tour - Mexico City, Mexico (Night 3)
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senereiiity · 1 month
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the nose scrunch 🥹
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sadbeautifulttragic · 2 months
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combat, I'm ready for combat...
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swiftcriminal13 · 9 months
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I LOVE THIS ANGEL SO SO SO MUCH
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LOVER
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Eras Tour Costumes: Versace Lover Bodysuit in blue and gold
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