tumboy:

Taylor Swift handing out pizzas to fans waiting outside her hotel in London. [x]

this was the best day haha! she came out and gave us all pizza, she paid £103.67 for us! she’s so sweet! 
21/08/09


“My parents actually almost named me Shelby. But then they realised that my name would have been Shelby Swift and that kids might make fun of me. Shelby Swift‒  like ‘She’ll-be Swift’. And then like, what if I wasn’t a fast runner? They would’ve been like “well she’s not.” — Taylor Swift (x) (via tumboy)



My brother killed himself
on the twenty-eighth Thursday of last year
and I missed four days of work
and my mom wanted to know ‘Why’.
My brother
he was always a fan of beauty
but what he did
was not beautiful at all.

And last week I got the news
that one of my good friends from high school
had overdosed
(again)
except this time
she’d gone too far
and now she was gone.
And I had a hard time falling asleep at night
and her mother
hugged me tight
and thanked me for coming to the service
but I did not
want to be there at all.
This is not
beautiful.

The girl down the street
would’ve turned 21 last year
and I can scarcely imagine
the wild times she would’ve
(should’ve)
had.
But she is buried six feet deep
after falling nearly 300
and she did not leave a note.
This is not
beautiful.

My freshman year of college
and my roommate was beautiful
and how I wanted to be just like her.
But she wore herself down
till she was
almost invisible
and if you blinked
you had to go and find her all over again.
So now her parents are no longer supporting her college tuition
but are paying her hospital bills
watching their daughter crumble.
This is not
beautiful.

So y’all can take your narcissistic
romanticizing
and glamorizing
of self harm and eating disorders and committing suicide
and shove them as far up your ass
as you possibly can.
Starvation is not beautiful.
Killing yourself is not beautiful.
Sadness
is not beautiful.
This note I am writing
is not beautiful.

But you
you are beautiful
and it’s about damn time you start believing it.

” — (via runiqu)


Dan Wilson on the sincerity of Taylor Swift

tayswiftdotcom:

The A.V. Club: How do you decide what songs are yours to sing and what songs are someone else’s?

DW: If I write it with someone else and they want to sing it, it’s for them. My philosophy for several years has been that if I’m writing a song and can’t imagine myself singing…


catchingswift:

Taylor Swift in 2014 so far



“Date someone who would rather watch your favorite movie with you then go to a party on Friday night. Date someone who will share their food with you even though you said you didn’t want any. Date someone who will warm your hands in the winter and kiss your pink nose. Date someone who will text you they love you at 2am and at 9pm. Date someone who will let you change the station in the car when they’re driving. Date someone who can make you smile when you would rather die. Date someone who makes your insides feel like you’ve just downed a bottle of vodka. Date someone who makes you better.” — (via jessielou24)


im-choking-on-a-lifesaver:

ejlandsman:

I compiled some personal tactics and crowd sourced DIY remedies for the sads (clinical term) into a mini comic! Enjoy xoxo

I think this is wonderful


worldpeaces:

do you ever just want to hold someone in your arms for about 37 years


meladoodle:

i said brb to a guy on facebook 4 years ago and just now he replied ‘u back yet?’