#I love you midnighter

[annabelle--cane]

such a profound sense of delight when I realize that a piece of media is matching my freak to the very letter. there are creators out there who are my exact kind of sicko and we are reaching out to each other as if across the cosmos.

[nighttime-thoughts]

I think about you a lot.

All the time, actually.

In the morning, at night,

in the middle of my day. It's you.

It's just always you.

[kosalus]

bicep meme 2 electric boogaloo with dame aylin and isobel

[words-at-night]

[kimtaegis]

JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡

cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data

[taylorismytherapy]

SAME ENERGY

[strayklds]

(ONE OF) MEL'S FAVORITE GENRES OF LEE KNOW: VLOGGER LINO → happy birthday @lee-minhoe 🤍

[abnomi]

been trying to get back into animation

original gif below ^^ teehee!

[tinukis]

DAY 7 - HAPPY LUFFY DAY 👒🏴‍☠️🎂♥️♥️♥️‼️‼️‼️

i did it... I FINISHED A WEEK CHALLENGE NO WAYYYY.... THIS WAS ALL FOR YOU, CAPTAIN ♥️♥️♥️♥️

[burnt-milque-and-toast]

best fren :>

[icouldbeaduck]

for me the highlight of mike flanagan shows is his wife

[napping-sapphic]

I just want to fall in love with someone who makes me feel safe like even when we’re angry or sad or upset i just want to know that both of us are still going to be okay

[bettysw]

like mother like daughter💜

[midnightsslut]

religion is one of the most prominent recurring themes on the album, and it has been present in some capacity for quite a few records now. taylor previously compared love to religion: her saving grace, her belief system, and a fated divine intervention (false god, cornelia street, and cruel summer are the best examples of this). ‘sacred new beginnings that became my religion’ and ‘we’d still worship this love even if it’s a false god’ are two of the defining statements about her philosophy on the lover album.

taylor doesn’t want to leave all of that behind on ttpd, at least not at the beginning. the first supernatural force she mentions is the spaceship on down bad, which she compares to a skylight of freedom in the epilogue. *something* has finally come to save her from her life of suffering. she doesn’t care if it’s a force of good at first; if anything, she’s just fine being taken away by aliens. she views this man as her destiny. it isn’t until guilty as sin? that taylor starts to ponder the moral implications of what she’s doing. is she guilty as sin for wanting to leave her previous religion and relationship behind? she comes to the conclusion that, even if she rolls the stone away and gets resurrected/redeemed, she cannot avoid the fallout. she is okay with the thought of having to wait, as long as both lovers vow to be together forever, just as she once did with someone else in false god. ‘I choose you and me religiously’ finishes the bridge of the song in a direct callback to cornelia street.

the next mention of religion has murkier imagery. she claims that she does not need the Lord’s help to save this man. she sees the halo that he has, and she can fix him herself. now that she feels free of her prior cage, she isn’t looking for divine intervention anymore. she wants control. she is their route to salvation.

when the relationship falls apart, she retreats back into the position of a believer rather than a divine figure. she compares him to a Holy Ghost who promised to save her and take her to heaven. instead, she is in hell in every sense of the word: she’s down bad and feels guilty for digging up the grave. he was a jehovah’s witness who promised that she could break free of the cage imposed by love without changing her religion altogether; she would’ve just had to switch denominations. she could still have a marriage and kids! she could still have a blue tortured poet! the man was different, but not the dreams they had together. the story of the first part of the album ends here. her faith has been broken, and she has only found any semblance of sanity by refusing to mention these belief systems altogether.

side b/the anthology blends the christian imagery of side a with goddesses, sorcerers, and prophecies. she bargains with these powers to let her have the future she wants (the prophecy). she doesn’t sound like someone believing in salvation. if anything, she feels cursed. she decides that the concept of divinely ordained timing will never work in certain relationships (‘the goddess of timing once found us beguiling / she said she was trying / peter, was she lying?’). this disdain extends onto her perception of other people’s faith (‘bet they never spared a prayer for my soul’). she does position herself as a prophet in cassandra, but even then, she admits that the role has hurt her. perhaps the pain in thank you aimee was meant to be, or perhaps she was just strong enough to build a legacy in spite of it, boulder by boulder. is she a martyr? does she want to be? or did she save herself?

the only real love song on this half of the album makes no mention of fate or any divine forces. it wasn’t meant to be. it’s not a supernatural invisible string or lightning in a bottle. she is just in love.

the album ends with the manuscript, which revisits an old story of a defining, formative heartbreak. as she sings ‘at last, she knew what the agony had been for’ while describing the legacy of her writing, she seems to revert to thinking about the purpose of trauma. the only exception is that, in this case, she is the one who found meaning in her pain by turning it into a manuscript. writing is her belief system now, and she proselytizes by telling her stories and thus giving up the manuscript.

ultimately, her belief in destiny has chewed her up and spat her out. she so desperately clung to her existing belief systems that she was fooled by a conman, which left her feeling cursed. religion is supposed to be with someone even in their darkest moments, but the album explains that taylor often felt abandoned. the only constant in her life was, well, herself. she’ll be okay, but her pen will be her saving grace.

[tovaicas]

↳ ʜᴀᴜʀᴄʜᴇꜰᴀɴᴛ ɢʀᴇʏꜱᴛᴏɴᴇ ✦ ʜᴏᴜꜱᴇ ꜰᴏʀᴛᴇᴍᴘꜱ ✦ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱɪʟᴠᴇʀ ꜰᴜʟʟᴇʀ

— ʙᴜᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ʜᴏᴡ ꜰᴀʀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ʀᴏᴀᴍ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴀʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏɴꜱɪᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴏᴍᴇ.

[gvaine]

5.11 ⋄ The Drawing of the Dark