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INCRUSION//BY IRENIC

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Hello all, this post is inspired by the song "liablity" by Lorde (2017). Have you ever experienced anger in a way like you're climbing stairs? It will just gradually keep going up as much as it can until you burst and now atoms of yourself are on the floor? I'd like to call that an incursion. It happens when your timeline ends up messing with the other world's timeline and the only way to save it, is to annhilate the other world.

I mean in a way, that's how the growth of anger is in your body. I sometimes feel like friendships are such a wonderful bond to cherish and enjoy with and all of that is built on trust and just one slip up and its broken forever

With me, the other side never viewed me as a friend. For her I was the student that scored and she being the amazing ringmaster that she so fashionably is, coerced me into making me feel like I owed her something?

All the while she was the one that just took from me and I never got anything but ignorance in return.

It did "marvels" to my mental health when I found that out from somebody else one fine day and I never want to confront her about this, because she would still consider herself a victim in all of this.

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I have lost friends over that girl. I vow to myself that NEVER AGAIN.

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WE WIN YALLL

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How evergreen our group of friends 🫶🏻

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evermore - taylor swift

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I had the time of my fighting dragons with you 🌟

Saying goodbye to this tour is also saying goodbye to watching and interacting with how swifties came up with the most ravishing makeup, stiched up their own outfits for their shows, how creatively they came up with the bracelets and also the uniquely awesome fan projects & traditions (my heart felt full watching those come to fruitition every night!)

I am not a stickler for getting attached to something as non-tangential as a tour. Over the years, I have seen numerous artists tour and give stellar performances, but I have never seen or don't think ever will see as beautiful, positive and crazy as the "the eras tour".

For me, I loved the little traditions that we created for every era, the willow orbs, the fearless hearts, the "we would stay" banners, the friendship bracelets, the "1,2,3 let's go bitch" during delicate, the "you forget, you forgive but you never let it go" during bad blood, the "fuck the patriarchy" and the monetary gasps that all of us took during vigilante shit (I know you did).

I have watched how all of us would collectively lose our mind whenever our favourite song was played during the acoustic set or when she debuted a new outfit on the tour and how beautiful the venue looked during willow in Munich, Germany. All of this to say that taylor swift isn't just a regular famous popstar, she is THE STAR, she managed to create a fandom that was obsessed with sharing friendship bracelets, a community where everyone was happy, free, lonely and confused at the same time and boy was it magical. This tour was a testament to her skills, she used the best of her potential for this and I am so glad that she did. That is something that I love the most about her.

12 year old me first heard a song called "look what you made me do" in a bus while going for a school picnic and now I am gonna be turning 20 when I listen to her version of it, again. I cannot thank taylor enough for this. She has helped me cope with so much with her lyrics and by using the best medium there is- music!

Saying goodbye to the glitter on the floor after the party is literally death by a thousand cuts

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That December 7th, the beat of your heart. 💜 Taylor just had to bring @gracieabrams out again for you, Vancouver! We never thought we’d have a last show… see you in a few hours for the final night of Taylor Swift | The Eras Tour. 🥺

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Whoever made this edit, please know when I start earning I will buy you an eras tour book.

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Forgive me, Peter, but this pain wouldn't be for evermore...

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the lights refract sequin stars off her silhouette every night

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I am now convinced that we are getting rep tv announcement on the tour.

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the symbolism of this mashup… “a greater woman has faith, but even statues crumble if they’re made to wait” and then “in losing grips, on sinking ships, you showed up just in time”

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oh someone at the guardian has lost the will to live

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The taylor swift song that I started relating to (recently)

(But the context is: friendship breakup)

How did it end?

When the bridge says:

")Say it once again with feeling

How the death rattle breathing

Silenced as the soul was leaving

The deflation of our dreaming

Leaving me bereft and reeling

My beloved ghost and me

Sitting in a tree D-Y-I-N-G"

It really struck a nerve in that context for me because:

"Say that you don't care about me", but this time with feeling because you were so bland when saying it for the first time that it almost diminishes our entire friendship.

How the rattles of the death nearing (aka this song) is now breathing around me, how can something so beautiful is now hearing the jingles of death?

Silenced as the soul was leaving- this line is what stays with me the most, this means that even after everything I was not able to put forth my pov and my opnion. I was shunned and was not given the time of the day

"Leaving me bereft and reeling" (bereft: means lacking something) which is such clever wordplay, because yes now I am deprived of a friend, a good one at that and would have reel from that loss.

"My beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree - DYING" such a detailed imagery painted here, this entire line is picked from a nursery rhyme but the line, 'my beloved ghost and me" for me this means, I am left alone with my ghost and just can't help but watch as one of the most amazing things that happened to me, break into a million peices and just shatters. (From a tree: as the medium from which I would spectate this acid just spreading)

"D Y I N G"

Obviously indicating that it eventually died.

This entire song, when viewed from my lens just changes the entire meaning of the song altogther. The truth is: I don't wanna sit on a tree and spectate.

I want to care, it just that they don't.

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Imagine preferring a convicted felon over a woman. Imagine choosing that felon for president over a woman. Imagine choosing the convicted village idiot over a qualified woman.

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Since I have deactivated Instagram.

I'm back

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Why do nice people choose the wrong people to date?

We accept the love we think we deserve

-Perks of being a wallflower 🌷