if I see one person judge Phoebe for her poor decision making in her gay awakening first sapphic situationship I am going to go rabid… Phoebe ejecting her soul for a pretty girl she met like a week ago is the most realistic teenage gay experience I’ve ever seen in media
That moment when Willow says something morbid in a happy tone in a moment she most definitely should not and everyone looks at her weird and she realizes and says “Occasionally I am callous and strange.”-
My interpretation of Suburban Legends is that Taylor is yearning/romanticising being in a power couple with her industry peer (rumoured to be Harry Styles) as indicated by the lines:
We were born to be suburban legends
I know that you still remember / We were born to be national treasures
In my mind, the “school” is a metaphor for the music industry and their “class reunion” is a metaphor for an award show.
Essentially, she used to be part of a power couple in the music industry. She ended the relationship because he was “too polite to do it”. Judging from the first verse, it also seemed like he had unfaithful tendencies. And because of this, her whole life is ruined.
Which is fair, because if I had to dump Harry Styles in 2014, I too would feel like jumping off of very tall somethings.
“it’s a real horse tail,” he said. He lifted it up high and looked at the back of my neck. “Yeah it’s a real horse tail, all right.”
I blushed the color of a ripe tomato. Elvis saw me blush and he laughed with childish delight. “Look at Arlene blush,” he said. Bobby made some comment about it in one of his funny voices and Elvis laughed even harder.
He lifted up my pony tail again. “Please, Elvis,” i said, trying to smile but afraid i was going to start crying. I knew he could be embarrassed easily. So i decided to get even with him.
When he got up to go in to the pool room with Bobby, I called out, “Oh, Elvis.” He turned around and looked at me. “Yeah?” I smiled. “I really like those tight black pants. There’s something in the way you fill them out in the rear. Especially when you walk away from us. You’ve got the cutest butt i ever saw.”
He frowned and blushed deep. “Arlene, cut that out,” he said. “Let us see it again, Elvis,” I said. He said “that’s enough, Arlene.” He looked really uncomfortable. And his blush was even deeper. He turned and walked out of the room as straight as you please.