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vox-anglosphere · 9 months
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A frozen Lake Huron is a distant memory on these sultry July days
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ithinkimauggie · 8 months
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I think they should play silver springs in ofmd season 2.
I think they should play silver springs in ofmd season 2 during a very emotional flashback montage sequence.
I think they should play silver springs in ofmd season 2 during a very emotional flashback montage sequence and then it cuts back to Ed and he is just absolutely broken.
I wanna see my silly little guy get completely torn apart in the wash. Put him on the meanest cycle I want him to SUFFER.
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wavesoutbeingtossed · 1 month
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Remember back in the fall during the SNL episode when they did the Sportscenter skit about Taylor and Travis and had the line about Joever where they were basically like “leave Joe alone, it was a deeply meaningful and special relationship” and I was like “see they’re all grownups and moving on, no need to rehash this anymore” and now we’re a fortnight (ha) away from an album likely about to blow the lid off what kind of shit was really happening 🥴
You ever think Taylor heard the skit that night and was like “ew no” lol I’M KIDDING but also not
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cinnamon-notes · 2 months
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TTPD Poetry Week #3
Song: The Outside
The greatest breakups happened last spring
Ask your ex husband and all of his flings
Ask yourself why you're still standing on the outside looking in
I tried to take the road less traveled by
But nothing seems to work the first few times, am I right?
Except for the words and their dwindling mercurial high
A drug that only worked the first few hundred times
The saddest breakups happened last spring
And ever since
I've been to a lot of lonely places
Will you now please let me in?
I want to know how lonely it gets on the inside
I still don't feel seen
@ttpdpoetryweek
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likeadevils · 3 months
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do you know how old taylor was when she wrote dark blue tennessee?
i believe that’s a 2004 song? maybe 2005? so 14/15. the vocals sound more mature than the 2002/3 stuff and i believe it’s a robert ellis overall production and she did most of her stuff with him in like 2004ish. but debut timeline stresses me out so like. this is very shaky
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muppet-on-a-spit · 1 year
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i was gonna let this go, but I’ve noticed that it seems to be common fanon knowledge that Ryan was just gone for the summer *maybe not even* but he was most certainly gone for the better part of a year. like, first of all, I think if Min could have thrown it in Ryan’s face that he was gone for only 3ish months, instead of saying “not even a year” he would have. second, too much happens in that time for it to be less than 10 months. Maybe Ryan’s storyline could have fit in a summer, but not Min’s. He becomes shift manager at a new job (Ryan didn’t know he was working there, so he was hired after he left), applies to college after procrastinating for a while, and also Hears Back. No way would a college let him do that over a summer, unless he really pled a special case, which I honestly can't see Min doing, and I doubt could happen anyway.
so, how does this work, time wise? we know that Ryan leaves in June (approx). we know it’s Not Winter when he returns, and likely not the dog days of summer either, judging by their clothing. I think it's around late April, largely judging by Min's college app. You often hear back from schools in the early part of the year, and he's known where he's going for at least a little while, so that fits. The weather lines up (snow is gone--which is plausible, light jackets), doesn't conflict with anything they say, and lines up with the college app schedule.
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livrachel05 · 19 days
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how am i supposed to live when i know you love me?
the spring smells of cherry blossoms
but the sickly sweet rotting of summer is soon to come.
you left me in july and in september you broke me
now you are inching your way back.
my mother says she looks at me like i am a different person now that you are gone
yet she still treats me the same way
criticizing my father, though its his blood that courses through my veins.
i do love you, i swear
but is love enough to picture the life we had.
the one of first kisses and high school romance.
its not fair what you did
and i want you back
but should i trust you not to ruin me again?
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bonusdragons · 3 months
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February 11, 2024:
Spring Primary, Gaoler, Breakup.
Bags of Natron's clan!
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turnedinto-themoon · 1 year
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satosugu rlly has everything
haters to friends to lovers to enemies to one dies in front of the other to HIS CORPSE IS POSSESSED BY THE OTHERS ENEMY
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kindheart525 · 2 months
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@frostcorpsclub and I were talking about Iolite and Summer Beauty
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florenceisfalling · 3 months
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listening to zach bryan is doing unfathomable things to me
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yaknook · 6 days
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BIG SAD SPRING - 2024
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thxnks4themrms · 2 months
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Yk what guys
It’s spring so stay strong guys
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poemmedicine · 11 months
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Spring Song
Mónica Gomery
Reverse the peeling apart. Reverse the hush hanging on us. Reverse the way your eyes held me in place when you whispered you're selfish. Reverse the last time we lingered. Reverse the last time we touched. Repeat the bright holy bridge strung between our two sets of shoulders. Reverse shame. Reverse tired. Reverse sleepless nights. Reverse homework. Reverse panic. Reverse dehydration. Repeat hands quilting skins. Repeat our strange language. Reverse all the ways we fell away from each other. Reverse silhouettes. Sexism. Scraping the barrel. The times I cringed at your height. The times you spoke me into smallness. Reverse I made you feel guilty. Reverse I made you feel shame. Reverse all the busses, trains, all the highways between us. Reverse pulp of blame. Reverse gauze of intention. Reverse what went sour and replace it with seashells. Reverse ambiguity. Replace with some dignified memory of clear steady speech. Repeat brother, repeat fireplace, repeat season of turning, repeat autumn, and starlight, and songs without words. Reverse hesitations and stammering tongues. Repeat sitting on a rock and sighting a coyote together. Strange is the synchronous. Strange is the cusp. Strange was the tilt of me toward you the instant I met you. Strange is the shape of you in front of a campfire the first time I saw you. Strange is the crackle and snap of a fire. Be safe in the fire, you said when you blessed me before I got on the plane. Strange is desire, how it disregards rules. Strange is your beard. Strange are your limbs. Strange how I thought I would never. Reverse all the explaining. Reverse all the pride. Reverse when I told you it wasn't enough. Reverse your wounded ego. Reverse my wounded ambivalence. Reverse all the ways I had already learned not to trust myself by the time that I met you. Reverse the elk in the road. Reverse the sky over the road. Reverse the slamming together and the slamming apart. Repeat the light pouring out through the whites of your eyes. Reverse me boarding a plane. Reverse you measuring soil samples. Reverse maps, distances, reverse our ambitions. Reverse all the times I expressed dissatisfaction to other people. Reverse wounds and withholding. Reverse making excuses. Reverse all the edges of what I'm trying to say. Reverse that I asked you for solitude and then you gave me solitude. Reverse that I told you to stop crowding me, and then you stopped crowding. Reverse when you went much farther away than I ever meant when I asked. Reverse I was cold. Reverse you were needy. Reverse all the un-grace that is part of our story. Reverse when you asked me to guard your life through the summer. Reverse how I chose silence and now there is just silence.
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gworlinterrupted · 1 year
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the podcasts that u turned to for comfort and distraction during rough patches in life r so so important <3
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Whiteboard poetry for breakup season
Image description for those of us who don't want to squint their eyeballs out at my handwriting
[A photo of a whiteboard with a poem scrawled in slanted scribbly black ink, as follows.
It's springtime
It's road grime
It's an ugly grey and tan
We're seeing things
We haven't seen
Since winter first began]
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