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Taylor Swift & Harry Styles lyric parallels
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noseyrosey1597 · 5 months
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I see Haylor parallels
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I love my sweet babes
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luciaestatriste · 4 months
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eatsleepmemerepeat · 1 year
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I see it's written, it's all over his face
Comfortable silence is so overrated
Why won't you ever say what you want to say?
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Hey, babe
It's written all over your face, say it…
You're giving me that silent treatment
Don't know what it's achieving
When we're finished saying nothing
Can we please get back to loving?
Those lyrics are married because the people who wrote them are
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holdsontothememories · 5 months
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All I could think about when I heard “you’re new girl is my clone” is “woke up the girl who looked just like you/ I almost said your name”
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From the Dining Table — c.f. x reader
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**not my gif**
Summary: (based on From the Dining table by Harry Styles) - Following a bad breakup, Conrad is trying his hardest to move on... AKA pure angst.
A/N: hi again!!! just binged tsitp so if you have any requests, send em my wayyy. enjoy this short little thing for now :)
Conrad had never been one for phone calls. He found them annoying and inconvenient and hated how little time they gave him to think thoroughly about a perfect response.
But as he laid in bed now, his eyes couldn't seem to leave his phone placed on the nightstand, as he silently willed for it to ring. He wished that your name would pop up on his screen any second now, and your sweet voice would fill his ears once again.
But it didn't.
It hadn't. For months.
"Conrad?" He was jolted to reality as the dark-haired girl in bed beside him gently shook him awake. As he turned his head slightly to look at her, he couldn't help but notice how foolish he had been.
Drunk out of his mind and desperate for any semblance of contact from you, he almost jumped when he saw the girl at a party last night. In the euphoria of an intoxicated and lonely mind, he had foolishly smiled at how similar she looked to you. The same dark hair. The same tan skin. The same eyes.
But he soon found out that she didn't feel the same as you did. She didn't sound the same and in the sober morning light, she sure as hell did not look the same. Her hair was a shade or two lighter, her eyes were a different shape and her skin didn't hold the radiance that Conrad loved about you.
Conrad grimaced slightly when he remembered how your name almost slipped out of his mouth on multiple occasions last night.
"I... I think you should go," Conrad said, averting eye contact with the girl who no longer served as a sweet reminder of you. She bore a more bitter resemblance now. A half-hearted imitation but nowhere close to the brilliance of the real thing.
As he got out of bed, he headed straight for his liquor cabinet, which had expanded in size significantly since the breakup. Conrad had never been one for day-drinking, either, but here he was.
Bottle in hand and his head already going a bit fuzzy, he bitterly thought more about last night and what had transpired at the party. With reluctance, he allowed himself to remember seeing Cameron last night, dressed in a shirt that he was sure he had seen before.
"Conrad?" Cameron had smiled at him, "How are you, man?"
"Fine," Conrad had sighed as his eyes roamed Cameron's blue shirt before it clicked. It was his shirt.
It was his shirt that you had borrowed one time and never returned. Appalled, he had brought his eyes to look at Cameron in anger and he could see it then. He could see it written all over his face. You had moved on after all.
"What?" Cameron had asked and Conrad thought he could sense some hint of guilt in his voice.
"Nothing," Conrad had whispered, "How's [Y/N]?" He had tried to pose it as a nonchalant question but he couldn't control the way his voice shook slightly when saying your name out loud.
"Fine," Cameron had said awkwardly as he scratched his neck, "She's fine."
"Good," was all Conrad could manage before he walked off to grab another drink.
And now, as he sat pathetically in his room, he couldn't help but hope that you would someday call him. Maybe you'd apologize too, for the way things ended. Maybe this time, you would be the first one to break.
But then again, Conrad had never much been for hope. He didn't know how to hold onto it, so instead he gripped his bottle tighter and took another swig.
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hldailyupdate · 1 year
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Lil Nas X posted on his Instagram story that he's listening to From The Dining Table. (20 February 2023)
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musicforcinemas · 9 months
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don't be a stranger. (prologue)
A/N: Finally putting this out lol. The ending is kinda wack I suck at ending things. Please be nice I'm new to writing on tumblr :))
WORD COUNT: 1600
SUMMARY: Evelyn and Harry were best friends and lost touch after Harry's X-factor audition. After being no contact for years, Harry finally makes a move and Evelyn doesn't know what to do.
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Ever since they could remember, Harry and Evelyn spent all their time together, whether they were at school, at home or on a trip, they were always together. You didn’t see one without the other. They were inseparable, two peas in a pod.
 Until Harry’s world was turned upside down when he and 4 other teenage boys were put into a band and Harry left home for what everyone thought would be no longer than 12 weeks but ended up being longer than planned.
 Harry promised Evelyn that he would keep in contact with her but slowly the contact between them became more and more minimal until it was non-existent and the two of them were strangers to one another - something they had promised they would never become. 
Evelyn grew up, went through school, worked at the bakery and hung out at Harry’s house, just without Harry. She missed him a lot, so much it sometimes felt like a piece of her was ripped away and she couldn’t do anything but cry all day, but she never said anything because she didn’t think it was normal to miss someone that much. 
 She eventually got used to the sadness that filled her body whenever someone mentioned him and moved on - somewhat - and though the wound of him not communicating slowly healed, she still felt an ache in her chest when she heard that he was out with friends, something she had once been. 
She got accepted into her dream school and lived the life she had dreamed about with Harry when they were young. She had a heavy feeling in her heart when she moved into her dorm, without Harry there to help her unpack. She kept that heavy feeling for a while, it bothered her until she learned to accept that she had to live with it. 
Harry missed her too, just as much as she missed him, but was too scared to reach out in fear that she would yell at him for not keeping in contact with her - which he completely deserved - and would tell him she hated him. So, he never said anything, ignoring the pain he felt whenever his family would bring the girl up, begging him to talk to her and bring her back to the family. 
Evelyn graduated from university and started making music, not any that she was going to release to the public because she was terrified of what the internet had to think about her. Music just for herself, and Harry. She mostly worked with smaller artists, producing and writing for them. 
Until one day, Evelyn decided to post one of her songs she had written to her soundcloud for fun. Shortly after, a message Gemma had sent Harry about the song got leaked and suddenly #Don’tBeAStranger was the top trending hashtag on Twitter. 
Evelyn wasn’t used to so much attention as she had never been the popular kid in school so having thousands of people wanting to talk to her all of a sudden was incredibly overwhelming. 
Everyone had an opinion on it, some about how she had the nerve to post something like that, others about the pity they felt for her. Gemma had apologized profusely, knowing how much she hated being in the spotlight but Evelyn assured her it wasn’t her fault as she wasn’t trying to make Evelyn the topic of Twitter trolls; she was just trying to make her brother fix things. She was trying to help. 
Harry had seen it, she knew that and was waiting for a lengthy message from his manager telling her to take down the video - which she had done, but it was no use as people had already reposted it thousands of times -  and that she was being sued for defamation or something stupid like that. 
Instead, she got a message from Harry’s instagram, asking her if she was interested in helping write and produce his debut solo album in Jamaica. She stared at the screen in shock, trying to comprehend what was in front of her. He hadn’t contacted her in years, why was he suddenly asking to be around her? 
Was he doing it so he could surprise her with a lawsuit and ruin her? No, he would never. I know he would never. Evelyn thought, but the more she thought about it, the more she realized she didn’t know that. She didn’t know anything about him anymore. 
Before she could stop herself, Evelyn typed out a response. 
Of course, I would love to. 
She regretted it the second she hit send and she tried to unsend the message before Harry saw it but it was too late, he was already typing back to her. 
Really? That’s amazing, I’m so glad to have you. I’ll get my team to send you the details soon. Let me know if the dates or anything are a problem. H. 
H. Signing his name as if she needed a reminder of who he was. As if he wasn’t constantly in her mind. As if she didn’t check one of the many update pages dedicated to him everyday to see what he was up to. As if he thought she would forget about him. 
Evelyn liked the message to not be too forward and threw her phone to the chair in the corner of the room before she could do anything else stupid. She groaned as she rolled over and stuck her face into her pillow, what was she going to do? 
What would she say to him? How do you talk to someone you haven’t seen in almost ten years but used to be your best friend? Do you talk to him as if no time has passed? Do you act as if you’re strangers? 
She sighed as she pushed that thought to the side, she would think about that another day but for now she could bask in the fact that she was going to see Harry again. After so many years of yearning she was finally able to know for certain (or as close to it) that she was going to see her best friend again,
Evelyn couldn’t believe it, after the first few years of Harry’s withdrawal she convinced herself she was never going to see him again. She was away at school whenever he came back to visit and he never made an effort to see her during any of his visits. She always thought it was because he stopped wanting to be her friend and stopped to find someone better to talk to but maybe not, maybe he still liked her. 
Or maybe he just wanted someone to produce his music cheap and he knew she would do it in the blink of an eye. She was normally adamant about getting paid and credited correctly but she would produce his entire discography and not get a single penny if it meant she got her best friend back. 
Evelyn finally got up after what felt like forever, daydreaming about Harry, and grabbed her laptop to do some work before going to sleep. She opened her browser and clicked her email account to check if anyone had emailed her since she last checked. She was surprised to see a new email from none other than Columbia Records, she usually worked with smaller indie artists so getting an email from Columbia was surprising. 
Clicking the email to open it, Evelyn jumped a little in excitement as she realized it was about Harry’s album. The subject read HS1 album creation. Reading on, she became more excited as the email told her the trip was happening in less than a month, 27 days exactly, just under four weeks. But the new information also caused a small panic inside her, she was supposed to be working with two different artists on their albums then, what was she going to do? 
She couldn’t give up on these artists as they were her friends but so was Harry, Harry was her best friend. They would understand right? This was a big opportunity for her, one of her biggest, not just to see Harry again but if she got credits on the album and it did well; she would hopefully gain more traction and be able to make more music. 
If she said yes, she would be saying no to two of her friends (which she hated doing) and to two potential future opportunities. But if she said no, she would be saying no to seeing her best friend (could she even call him that anymore?) and endless opportunities coming out of producing with someone that famous. 
Of course, she wasn’t just doing it for the exposure, she was doing it to see Harry, but it was an added benefit. 
Evelyn made a quick decision to choose Harry, as she would in any situation. She sent an email to the two friends she was supposed to work with and hoped they would understand. 
She also replied to the email sent from Columbia confirming she was going to be able to make it. Her mouse hovered over the send button, contemplating if this was a smart idea. What if she did something stupid and he asked her to leave? What if he didn’t like how she produced?  What would she do if Harry didn’t like something about her? 
She had already emailed her friends so she had to go whether she liked the thought of what could happen or not. Holding her breath, Evelyn clicked send and slammed her laptop shut, overwhelmed. 
What did she do now? 
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wrongplacerighttime · 5 months
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thinking about how in IION taylor says: “was it over when she laid down on your couch? was it over when he unbuttoned my blouse?”
and then in FTDT harry says: “maybe one day you’ll call me and tell me that you’re sorry too.”
i am a haylor stan until i DIE and i’ll never apologize.
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meandmymirrorball · 5 months
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“Your new girl is my clone” - Is It Over Now?(Taylor’s version) (From the Vault)
“Woke up the girl who looked just like you” - From The Dinning Room Table
Absolutely did not need this parallel today…
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nednickerson · 5 months
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your new girl is my clone vs. woke up the girl who looked just like you
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whoreforlarrystuff · 9 months
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foxes-that-run · 5 months
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From the Dining Table
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Note the subtle tattoo kiss. Like MMIH, Harry hasn't played FTDT live since 2018. Harry told the Grammy Museum:
Styles’ favorite track on the album is “From the Dining Table,” which he said is, “The one that makes me feel the most,” adding that, “it’s the most different than what I expected myself to write and it’s probably the most honest that I’ve been in a song as well.”
To Rolling Stone he said:
"The more vulnerable the song, he learned, the better. “The one subject that hits the hardest is love,” he says, “whether it’s platonic, romantic, loving it, gaining it, losing it  …  it always hits you hardest. I don’t think people want to hear me talk about going to bars, and how great everything is. The champagne popping  …  who wants to hear about it? I don’t want to hear my favorite artists talk about all the amazing shit they get to do. I want to hear, ‘How did you feel when you were alone in that hotel room, because you chose to be alone?'”
This quote is interesting because the song is self-aware of the wrong choice to be with be with someone who looked like his muse.
Why is it called from the Dining Table
When performing the album in his first ever solo show Harry introduced from the dining table by explaining it was written at the dining table in Jamaica and it kept the name.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] Woke up alone in this hotel room Played with myself, where were you? Fell back to sleep, I got drunk by noon I've never felt less cool
The open is remicinet of his comments to Rolling Stone above. So many One Direction songs, in particular Perfect portrayed that fun image of "trouble up in hotel rooms". FTDT strips it away to leave a lonely 22 year old guy who lost someone he loves and misses and does not feel cool. To me, what's special here is addressing some misconceptions about his life and what being that guy cost him.
[Chorus] We haven't spoke since you went away Comfortable silence is so overrated Why won't you ever be the first one to break? Even my phone misses your call, by the way
Harry and Taylor sing a lot about never communicating, and have said in interviews that they can say things to an instrument but not each other.
[Verse 2] I saw your friend that you know from work He said you feel just fine I see you gave him my old t-shirt More of what was once mine
Taylor's friend from work is often thought to be Ed, however Ed was Harry's friend first, and more a personal than a work friend to both.
When Harry was starting his Debut album he worked with a lot of music producers, including Max Martin, who worked in 1989. Harry spent a week with him in November 2016 before starting to work Tom and Tyler.
There are several shirts of Harry's that Taylor's worn and could have given to Max. To me, it's this Genius Jumper, which Max has worn, she lent to to lots of friends before it disappeared. have no reason to think Harry ever wore it though, other than it is a UK high street brand and it looks like the Cardigan-cardigan.
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[Bridge] Maybe one day you'll call me and tell me that you're sorry too x3 But you, you never do Woke up the girl who looked just like you I almost said your name
1989 largely focuses on Taylors experience, in her later work she has reflected more on how things played out in tracks like Afterglow, Coney Island and The 1.
At the end of 2014:
October 1989 was released, Taylor jaded in interviews, November 1D released Four with Stockholm Syndrome and Fool's Gold. Harry and Taylor had been hanging out, made heart eyes at the AMAs
2 December may have left the VS Secret show together, (So it Goes, Pick you up). On that, this is the closing track, Ready for it is the opening track of the next album in order.
22 December - HS pictured with VS model Nadine Leopold, this was in NYC before he bought an apartment there. She looks well...
So I think this song is set in late 2014 rather than the boat, though I must admit I still imagine it in the Virgin Islands.
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ameliora-j · 3 months
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MAYBE ONE DAY YOU’LL CALL ME AND TELL ME THAT YOU’RE SORRY TOO…
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bhaktijadeja12 · 1 year
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Harry Styles Aesthetic Lyrics
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