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unformula1 · 1 month

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I present to you the most common loscar narrative. day six of loscar content/posts till we get a loscar podium

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shipmanisms · 3 months

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lacy by olivia rodrigo but it's just these two cuz "i despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you, yeah i despise my rotten mind and how much it worships you" ?!?!

#lacy oh lacy #😭😭😭#jackie taylor #jackie taylor smut #jackie taylor x reader #shauna shipman smut #shauna shipman x reader #shauna shipman #shaunajackie #jackieshauna #jackie x shauna #shauna x jackie #yellowjackets #olivia rodrigo #lacy #me and that one person that hates me

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justanotherteenager14 · 5 months

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Aren’t you the sweetest thing on this side of hell?

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eat-men-like-air · 4 months

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"you poison every little thing that I do"

Me when that one person is effortlessly better than me at things that I'm supposed to be the best at. It's not fair. No matter how hard I try they will always beat me at everything without even noticing. Not fair not fair

And you still can't help but be in love with them

#lacy olivia rodrigo #lacy oh lacy #dark academia #desi tumblr #bestfriend #unrequited love

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drunktayloratthevmas · 6 months

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Lacy is regulus to evan, evan's parents loved him, regulus best friends Are Pandora and barty, who is Pandora brother? Evan, shes more confident with evan, barty has always liked who? Evan, barty paid more attention to evan. Evan was the one who can make smile the one who never smiles, Everybody liked evan, evan has a good relationship with his family, rosier means rose bush something thats very pretty like a rose, like evan with his Gorgeous blond hair, delicate skin and big blue catchy eyes, evan the smart one, evan the one who nobody forgets, evan the one who people has Compared to an angel, one of the sweetest persons who help you when you pass for a rough time, the one regulus never told how he was cause he feels like if evan would had pity for him, the one who even if he wasnt that close to evan, regulus still cared about him, the one who regulus watched at every party knowing what to do and not the one who stayed at a corner of the room, the one his parents always compared him to, the one who everyone had a crush on, evan the one with a dazzling smile, the one regulus despised how his Jealous eyes always compared himself to.

Well girlies hope you liked my little idk headcanon? Its not actually But I had watched the ones with lily But can we talk about how it fits evan too? Yeah

#evan rosier #regulus black #regulus x evan #lacy olivia rodrigo #lacy oh lacy #pretty boy evan rosier #Pretty boy regulus black #Yeah those Last two tags... Hmm uh thats what this is about #evan x barty #rosekiller #pandora rosier #rosier twins #olivia rodrigo #dead gay wizards from the 70s #royal court

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mercurystargirl · 7 months

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(mine!) The moment I heard this lyric I thought of her, now I can't unsee it 🥺❤️‍🩹

#taylor swift #girlboss #inspirational #fyp #olivia rodrigo #guts olivia rodrigo #lacy #lacy oh lacy #t swizzle #angel dust #swifties

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ladytrist · 7 months

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Lacy: *existing*

Girls talking about her:

I get it...I'd want to be smart, sexy lacy.

#olivia rodrigo #lacy #lacy oh lacy #guts olivia rodrigo #female rage #female writers

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sorry-imma-scorpio · 1 month

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i am a pomegranate ripped by ungrateful hands. their fingers are coated, lips red with my blood. they have consumed me in my entirety, but will i ever be free? ﮩـﮩــﮩ٨ـﮩــﮩ٨ـﮩــﮩﮩ٨ـﮩــﮩ٨ـﮩ٨ﮩ٨ﮩ٨_______________

illicit affairs by Taylor Swift - analysis by me

"Lyrics" and my analysis

--- have fuuuun ---

"Make sure nobody sees you leave / Hood over your head / Keep your eyes down / Tell your friends you're out for a run / You'll be flushed when you return."

I am not allowed to walk alone at night not for my own safety but because these people go into fucking cardiac ARREST when they cannot control my actions

“-------- and the Babysitters" was funny at first but not anymore. I am tired of being babied and watched through a fucking nanny cam by my own government spy of a roommate.

"Take the road less traveled by / Tell yourself you can always stop"

When I walk, talk, or even breathe I have to do everything in secret. I cannot tell anyone anything at all. Everything has to be kept under lock and fucking key because I am “too unstable” and I need to be checked in on. I NEVER ASKED FOR THEIR HELP I ASKED FOR A FRIEND. Just because I am crying or upset does not mean that I need someone to be my therapist. The advice was appreciated but it was not necessary. Walking over to hang out with you guys and immediately being drilled about how my day “really was” because “it was okay” was not answer enough made me feel like a burden to the point that I had to completely shut everything off and everyone out. I have become a group project that got neglected.

"What started in beautiful rooms / Ends with meetings in parking lots"

Giant room with a lot of windows. Talking about how I knew that it was going to snow because I can feel it. You can smell it (Thank you, Lorelai Gilmore). Sunset pictures.

“Where’d -------- go?” “To take a picture of the sunset.” “That’s the -------- I know.” Well who is this one? Do you know this ------ or do you think you do? The last conversation we had was you comparing me to a depressed orca which is honestly worse than my joke about you calling me a whale. (I was pacing in his kitchen and he brought up that I was like an orca in too small of an enclosure. Sad. I understood that. But he thought that I didn’t so he got all up his own ass defending himself).

"And that's the thing about illicit affairs / And clandestine meetings / And longing stares"

SHE WAS GOING TO HIDE IT FROM ME IF I DIDN’T FIGURE IT OUT ON MY OWN!!!! She would have rather lied to me than tell me this. She held me. Rubbed my back. She consoled me as I cried into her lap about how I was doing mentally

"Leave the perfume on the shelf / That you picked out just for him"

She was wearing his favorite perfume as she did this. I was literally breathing in the sweet, vanilla scent of her lies and deceit. Every breath I took filled my lungs with the freshness of her betrayal, literally as fresh as the wound in my back. The knife was jagged, and rusted. She left this out in the rain. She left it there until the blade was saturated with acid and would burn unscathed skin. And then she opened my back, no, I opened it to her. I exposed my softness and vulnerability as a form of trust, and like a hostile wolf, she tore through flesh and ripped my organs from my body. Clenching my heart in her teeth and biting down. Squeezing the very life out of me until there was nothing but a shell left. Nothing but a husk of who I once was.

"So you leave no trace behind / like you don't even exist"

Where are your texts to me? Your calls? Thoughts? Questions? Because I can tell you where they are not- in my own messages. You have my phone number, you know where I live. But when I delete social media for my own reasons, all of a sudden I am a problem and an issue.

"Take the words for what they are / A dwindling, mercurial high / A drug that only worked / The first few hundred times / And that's the thing about illicit affairs / And clandestine meetings / And stolen stares / They show their truth one single time / But they lie and they lie and they lie / ...a million little times"

Why am I so dependent on this friendship? To the point that it is like my drug of choice and I am a fatal addict. My own perception of myself and the world around me is so twisted and intertwined with your lies and talks of peace - giving the thought of a requiem. Yet I am not the one who has died but my spirit has. I am singing at a funeral tomorrow only it is my own. I will write, perform, and applaud my own eulogy to a near-empty audience. Chiron will be the only attendee, and he will offer his coins to me.

"Don't call me "kid" / Don't call me "baby" / Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me / You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else / Don't call me "kid" / Don't call me "baby" / Look at this idiotic fool that you made me / You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else"

“Kiddo”. After I told him not to. “Consent is sexy” you fucking liar. How am I supposed to feel like a person when you are always infantilizing me and I cannot deal with being parented by someone who did not birth me. You did not raise me. Were you there when I was sick with deadly strains of the flu? Did you hold my hand when my aunt Marjorie passed away? Where were you when I searched every part of my best friend’s house because I was terrified that she might kill herself? There is only one answer. You were not there. Neither of you are my parents so don’t fucking act like it. This part of the analysis was going to be purely “kiddo” because that nickname wasn’t quality when an older family member would call me that. So why the fuck would it work for you? It doesn’t. I cannot be infantilized as I am not an infant. I am not a child who needs to be put down for a nap because I am throwing a fit.

This is not overreacting.

This is not me being a child.

I am not being an asshole.

Just because I no longer look at you like you hung the moon and carved my face into it just to call it beautiful. Just because I no longer look at you like this and I look at you like the friend that you are.

I am being an asshole.

Make this make sense.

You guys were my biggest supporters in -------. I have a few other friends but none that rallied quite to the point of this. I have now come to realize that you are not passerines flying to my window to wake me peacefully in the morning. But you are shrikes lifting me into the air just to drop me upon jagged rocks. With the unspoken hope that I would crack. That I would break open and you would be there to clean up the mess. Because lovebombing is in more than relationships. It is in friendships. It is in bonds created by shared interests. I have not been lovebombed because that would imply that there was no meaning to the words the entire time. I would like to believe that you guys truly care or at least cared. But the way that you work behind my back? The way that my roommate is your confidante. Your eyes in the room. Why have I had to become media trained overnight? I do not need to hide from the masses but you make me feel like I need to change my appearance and move in secret. I feel like I need to become a spy in a foreign country except the foreign country is my own home. My own room. My own mind. Why do you have free access to my own thoughts and feelings where I cannot access them? You can joke about my condition. All day every day. But when I do it, I am a recovering alcoholic joking about cracking open a cold one with the boys. When you do it, it’s funny. But when I do it, it’s worrying, I need an intervention, and I cannot be trusted to be alone. I call you because you conditioned me to. I didn’t call my mom. Or my dad. I called the two people in the world who knew how to break me the most.

"And you know damn well / For you I would ruin myself / ...a million little times"

This one could speak for itself. You could walk all over me. Spit in my face. But for some fucking reason I can't move on. I can't leave. I am trapped in this house and it is on fire. I am a fly on the wall of my own friendships within my own life. If I tried to escape I would simply be throwing my body into the glass of a double-paned window. Shattering the side I make contact with, breaking everything. The battering will bruise me. The sun will bleach me. I will be destroying myself and everything I touch. For I am King Midas, and my Touch of Gold is that of death.

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secretagentsagainstwhatever · 7 months

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lacy oh lacy i loathe you lately. and I despise my jealous eyes and how hard they fell for you

#this song #screaming this song #lacy olivia rodrigo #lacy oh lacy #relatable lyrics #lyrics #posting lyrics in 2023>>>#2023 music #olivia rodrigo #guts album #it’s like you’re made of angel dust #music #wlw music #i choose to interpret it as gay #also #genius lyrics describes this song as #“the fourth track sees Olivia blur the line between envy and homoeroticism”#obviously don’t assume peoples sexualities #just my thoughts

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current-obsession-hoard · 8 months

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Nobody:

Olivia: Hey white people? You’re now known as puff pastries :D

#guts olivia rodrigo #olivia rodrigo #lacy guts #lacy olivia rodrigo #guts album #lacy oh lacy #skin like puff pastry

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urhotgf222 · 24 days

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standing in a white dress

#i love tumblr #loves it #lol #white dress #lace dress #lacy #lacy oh lacy #lana del rey #fashion #aesthetic #old hollywood #60s #60s fashion #mini dress #ethereal lace #vintage dress #antique #rockstar gf

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unformula1 · 15 days

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day 23 of loscar posts till we get a loscar podium!!! (series masterlist)

masterlist

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mavis2p · 2 months

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The way I relate to lacy more then any song I’ve ever heard is concerning 😇

#lacy olivia rodrigo #lacy oh lacy #olivia rodrigo #guts olivia rodrigo

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nicknelsonblog · 3 months

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oh i care i care i care

#lacy oh lacy

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miakate-writes · 7 months

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Lacy by Olivia Rodrigo is Meg March about Sallie Gardiner

#lacy #lacy oh lacy #guts olivia rodrigo #guts #guts album #little women #meg march #jo march #amy march #beth march #book tumblr #greta gerwig #lacy olivia rodrigo

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just-sarah-xx · 6 months

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if anyone, like literally anyone, has song or movie or book reccs for like jealousy and envy like lacy by olivia rodrigo & girl crush by little big town but in other forms of media please give me some reccs because it's so hard to find

ily have an amazing day

#lacy #lacy olivia rodrigo #lacy oh lacy #lacy by olivia rodrigo #jealousy #envy #jealous #jealousy jealousy #movies #movie recommendation #books #book #book reccs #songs #song reccomendations #olivia rodrigo

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