When I turned 21, I never could have envisioned a future where I spend my Friday nights laying in bed, drinking lemonade, and asking AI to write an article about how my husband is autistic.
imagine you’re blake lively. imagine your reputation going down the toilet. imagine staring into the water swirling down the bowl. imagine reaching deep into the flange. you’re desperate, you make your hand tiny so the knuckles don’t trap you. okay can u grab me that bobbypin
The Duck Song has more nuanced storytelling, character development, thoughtful lyricism, vocal expression, and mystery / intrigue than anything in Taylor’s catalog.