Taylor Swift is engaged, which means i am listening to the saddest possible breakup song i could find: the disco house remix of Carly Rae Lepsen's "Love Me Like That" by The Knocks. is this the final boss in the "all the women i know can do better" series? i don't quite have a parasocial relationship with Taylor Swift, but i am a millennial woman who picked up the guitar because i wanted to sing along to You Belong With Me, so i feel personally betrayed that this is how the love story went, actually.
Taylor Swift writes like love is real and i believed her, so i waited to see how the story would unfold, and it turns out that i feel scammed, actually. the girl who wrote the way you move is like a full on rainstorm and i'm a house of cards and you are the best thing that's ever been mine and i’m voting for Kamala Harris @kamalaharris because she fights for the rights and causes i believe need a warrior to champion them is the same girl who is marrying the squirle MAGA interloper and i still can't quite believe that this is the great love story she was holding out for.
things i texted my friends afterward: the ring was definitely picked by a man (really), am i a bad person for not being more happy for her (who cares), do you think love is even real (is it)? seventeen-year-old me believed that if Taylor Swift could get her heart broken over and over again but still believe in love, then i could too. i was convinced that someone who believed in love after all that had a map to figuring it out, except it turns out that the map leads to hell.
it's embarrassing to be invested in the whole thing at all, really; i know this. but we need women in our lives to aspire to, because only other women can show you how to be. i read women writers and nurture female friendship and am deeply invested in the lives of my female friends — firstly because i love them, and secondly because i want to understand how it all turns out for us. i don't know where i first got the idea that if you do everything right then your life will turn out okay; this has never been true and growing up has meant unlearning it. i am an unwilling participant in the the late-twenties-early-thirties spectator sport of watching women in my life marry the wrong men in real time, and if you think that this could never be you and your friends, then i regret to inform you that you are wrong. everyone around me is getting married, and the statistics suggest that means in five years a bunch of people will be getting divorced. i would like to think that all of my friends are too extraordinary for such a fate, but i also believe in statistics more than i believe in god.
the caption says your english teacher and your gym teacher are getting married but i still know all the lyrics to every song from 2008's Fearless, and there's a really good one in a song called "Fifteen" that goes like, in your life you'll do things greater than dating the boy on the football team.
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