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"Men look at anyone with power and see only a threat, an obstacle in their path. They never have the sense to see power for what it really is. Potential."

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"Some people were matches, a bit of light and no heat. And some were furnaces, all heat but little light. And then, once in a blue moon, there was a bonfire, something so hot and bright you couldn't stand too near without burning."

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"Perhaps she was glass. But glass is only brittle until it breaks. Then it’s sharp."

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"How many men would she have to turn to dust before one took her seriously?"

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If your god is so delicate, maybe you should get a new one.

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Do you have a different name for killing when you wear a uniform to do it?

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She'd laughed, and if he could have bottled the sound and gotten drunk on it every night, he would have. It terrified him.

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When everyone knows you’re a monster, you needn’t waste time doing every monstrous thing.

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Many boys will bring you flowers. But someday you'll meet a boy who will learn your favorite flower, your favorite song, your favorite sweet. And even if he is too poor to give you any of them, it won't matter because he will have taken the time to know you as no one else does. Only that boy earns your heart.

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Champagne Problems/All Too Well mashup because why the fuck not?

I changed the lyrics a little to kind of make the songs fit and tell a different story, I think??? Full lyrics beneath the read more :)

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My Favourite Lyrics From Every Song on Evermore

willow: life was a willow and it bent right to your wind

champagne problems: “she would’ve made such a lovely bride, what a shame she’s fucked in the head,” they said

gold rush: everybody wonders what it would be like to love you

’tis the damn season: and the road not taken looks real good now

tolerate it: where’s that man who’d throw blankets over my barbed wire?

no body, no crime: good thing by daddy made me get a boating license when I was fifteen

happiness: no one teaches you what to do when a good man hurts you and you know you hurt him, too

dorothea: the stars in your eyes shined brighter in Tupelo

coney island: I’m on a bench in Coney Island wondering where did my baby go?

ivy: how’s one to know I’d live and die for moments that we stole on begged and borrowed time?

cowboy like me: and the old men that I’ve swindled really did believe I was the one

long story short: your nemeses will defeat themselves before you get a chance to swing

marjorie: should’ve kept every grocery store receipt ‘cause every scrap of you would be taken from me

closure: i’m fine with my spite and my tears, and my beers and my candles

evermore: I had a feeling so peculiar this pain wouldn’t be for evermore

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when you realize you’re only attached to champagne problems because it sounds like all too well and you’ve been stuck in 2012 all year anyway

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champagne problems is cold rainy afternoons in the winter; it’s rain drops trickling down white georgian windows; it’s freshly drenched rose gardens; it’s lightly frosted grass; it’s warm tea brewing in the kitchen; it’s soft, oversized sweaters and velvet sofas; it’s cool breezes sifting between glass doors; it’s well-dated chandeliers hanging by threads; it’s beautifully reminiscent and it’s wonderfully haunting; it’s pure magic

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champagne problems really called out people with mental health issues who self destruct and don’t know if they could ever be in a relationship without destroying the other person

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my fav lyrics for each song on evermore

willow: the more that you say, the less i know

champagne problems: you had a speech, you’re speechless, love slipped beyond your reaches.

gold rush: everybody wants you, but i dont like a gold rush

‘tis the damn season: we could just ride around, and the road not taken looks real good now

tolerate it: i know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it

no body, no crime: i wasn't lettin' up until the day he died

happiness: haunted by the look in my eyes, that would've loved you for a lifetime

dorothea: you got shiny friends since you left town, a tiny screen's the only place i see you now

coney island: if i can't relate to you anymore, then who am i related to?

ivy: my house of stone, your ivy grows, and now i’m covered in you

cowboy like me: forever is the sweetest con

long story short: i tried to pick my battles 'til the battle picked me

marjorie: never be so kind, you forget to be clever. never be so clever, you forget to be kind

closure: seeing the shape of your name still spells out pain

evermore: i replay my footsteps on each stepping stone, trying to find the one where i went wrong

i love this album so much 🥺🧡✨thank you @taylorswift for this beautiful surprise and happy early birthday 🎉

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Lyrics from evermore that either hurt me deep in my bones or give me an obscene boost of serotonin there is no inbetween:

willow: "I'm begging for you to take my hand / Wreck my plans, that's my man"

champagne problems: "Your heart was glass, I dropped it"

gold rush: "What must it be like to grow up that beautiful?" BONUS "And then it fades into the gray of my day-old tea / 'Cause it could never be"

'tis the damn season: "You could call me 'babe' for the weekend" BONUS "And the heart I know I'm breakin' is my own / To leave the warmest bed I've ever known"

tolerate it: "I made you my temple, my mural, my sky / Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life" BONUS the entirety of the chorus

no body, no crime: "She says, 'That ain't my Merlot on his mouth / That ain't my jewelry in our joint account'"

happiness: "Tell me when did your winning smile / Begin to look like a smirk?"

dorothea: "When it was calmer, skipping the prom just to piss off / your mom and her pageant schemes"

coney island: "Did I close my fist around something delicate? / Did I shatter you?"

ivy: "Oh, goddamn / My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand"

cowboy like me: "Now you hang from my lips / Like the Gardens of Babylon / With your boots beneath my bed / Forever is the sweetest con"

long story short: "If the shoe fits walk in it / Til your high heels break"

marjorie: "And if I didn't know better / I'd think you were singing to me now"

closure: "I'm fine with my spite / And my tears and my beers and my candles"

evermore: "And I couldn't be sure / I had a feeling so peculiar / That this pain would be for / Evermore"

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“SHE WOULD’VE MADE A LOVELY BRIDE IF SHE WASN’T SO FUCKED IN THE HEAD THEY SAID” OK MA’AM GO OFF