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This celestial cicada is Midnight💙✨

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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE S2E07 "I Could Not Prevent It"

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hey siri, play mmm whatcha say.mp3

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All my love belongs to you. You are its keeper.

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Darkness was delirium. I tried to paint alternatives. Lucid what ifs. Wear a different suit the night you meet Lestat at the Fair Play. Snatch the piece of candy back from the barber when you're seven years old. Would I have been stronger sooner? Would I have resisted Lestat two decades later? Snatch the candy! Be the man in the different suit. But the suit changes nothing, and again... I'm kissing Lestat on the altar. I'm killing Lestat, but won't burn him. I'm dragged off stage... and buried alive. Penny candy's not the answer. Claudia is dead. The worst nights were the pragmatic ones. A rock shifts by my knee. Could I make another rock move? Could I free my knee to exploit the craftsmanship of the coffin? But it was all ravings. The rock hadn't moved. The craftsmanship was solid. Claudia is dead.

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listen I know it's heartbreaking that Claudia dies and it's understandable to wish she didn't, but let's please not accuse the writers of fridging her. to do so is a fundamental misunderstanding of the story and is frankly insulting to the intelligence and skill of the writers of the show.

Claudia's death, and the overwhelming grief and regret her parents experience because of it, is quite literally the point of the entire story. she dies because Anne's daughter Michele died of leukemia when she was five years old and there was nothing she or her husband could do to prevent it.

writing IWTV was how Anne coped with the unimaginable loss of a parent losing her child. she created a story about a little girl that could not die and then killed her anyway. Claudia's death is a senseless, unavoidable tragedy, just like Michele's was. the grief that haunts Louis and Lestat for the rest of their lives is the same grief that haunted Anne and her husband.

so when you're accusing people of killing Claudia off to benefit a story about two men, please remember that in real life sometimes parents lose their children. please remember Michele Rice.

she's the reason Claudia exists.

she's also the reason Claudia cannot be saved.

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BENEDICT BRIDGERTON AND THE B STANDS FOR BISEXUAL!!!!!!!

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15 DEAD, 37 INJURED

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As for “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me,” Swift revealed that she wrote the tune “alone, sitting at the piano in one of those moments when I felt bitter about just all the things we do to our artists as a society and as a culture.” “There’s a lot about this particular concept on ‘The Tortured Poets Department,'” she added. “What do we do to our writers, and our artists, and our creatives? We put them through hell. We watch what they create, then we judge it. We love to watch artists in pain, often to the point where I think sometimes as a society we provoke that pain and we just watch what happens.”

Taylor on “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me” and TTPD (Variety)

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Only when your girlish glow, flickers just so, do they let you know: It's hell on earth to be heavenly. Them's the breaks, they don't come gently. Clara Bow - The Tortured Poets Department (2024)

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Loss Of My Life theorists were correct…at what cost

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the eras tour on spotify for this song omg

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the parallels between The Lucky One and Clara Bow are flooring me right now and the juxtaposition between what ages Taylor wrote both of those songs and how they completely mirror each other from two totally opposite sides of stardom that only someone who has reached Taylor’s level of fame could know… I need to fucking lay down

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Stevie Nicks wrote a poem for “THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT”

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The Tortured Poets Department. An anthology of new works that reflect events, opinions and sentiments from a fleeting and fatalistic moment in time - one that was both sensational and sorrowful in equal measure. This period of the author’s life is now over, the chapter closed and boarded up. There is nothing to avenge, no scores to settle once wounds have healed. And upon further reflection, a good number of them turned out to be self-inflicted. This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.

And then all that’s left behind is the tortured poetry.

THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT is out now.

https://taylor.lnk.to/thetorturedpoetsdepartment

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EXACTLY MEGAN. EXACTLY!

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You ever just wake up from an incredibly graphic and realistic nightmare that was a pure psychological horror based on your own personal phobias and trauma and just roll over like “aw shit I got too hot last night I guess.” And then make toast like you didn’t just experience the nine circles of hell before 9 am