#summer‘s a knife

[lostgirlhood]

AUGUST: THE TRUE ENDING OF A YEAR

unknown / @nobodysflower / paul d'amato / mary oliver / @gaycommunist / justine kurland / @sioltach / alida nugent / raymond carver

[smileliketay]

Summer‘s a knife

Fall‘s a spoon

Winter‘s a fork

Spring‘s a chopstick

[goldendaisiesreputation]

The „summer‘s a knife“ sweater with the unicorn. I think of it at least once a week..

not sure if this is a universal concept but do y'all have any “taylor swift merch items that got away”? like merch items you really liked but didn’t/couldn’t buy and now they’re gone and you still think about them to this day?

[a-lot-of-cool-chicks-out-there]

„Summer‘s a knife“

Am I seeing lyrics? Cruel Summer? Death by a thousand cuts?

@taylorswift

[darkelfchicksick]

Just a kiss! I want nothing else from you. Summer‘s been short and winter is coming soon. If you won‘t kiss me, you might stay alone and who wants to be lonely in wintertime?

I got a lovely kiss, and I gave her my heart in turn. Soon after that, a stranger arrived in town (but I did believe in love) I never knew what she saw in him (and I believed in love) She became quite interested in him – we were together, what should‘ve gone wrong? 

But soon after that, we ran out of our lovely luck. First snow fell softly and we weren‘t together any more (but I believed in love) because the strange man had come and he took her from me (nonetheless I believed in love) For a few short weeks she shone with lovely luck, then he left and said „I‘ll be back.“ 

She was still waiting when spring came. Grass turned green and she turned pale and wan (for she believed in love), because she cried at her window all day (Her love was much too big) Whether she thought of him when she finally died? I put a lovely red rose onto her grave. 

Tell me! What can we rely on in this world? Months I spent travelling the countryside (Nothing much else was left to me) and it was almost autumn when I finally found him (There stood her great love) 

I invited him for a drink or more, until night fell. He swaggered but he didn‘t suspect a dangerous thing – until I bound him up against a tree. The full moon rose, my knife was as cold as he, (Tell me, do you believe in love?) Do you remember, it wasn‘t that long ago? (This is the price you pay for love) I cut up the stranger, just a tiny bit and I took back my heart . 

Then I went home but I never kissed ever again (Because I don‘t believe in love any more) ever again (not in love any more) ever again, never ever again