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When I was a child, I screamed-sang along to some of Taylor Swift’s earliest, most recognizable hits a la “Love Story” and “You Belong With Me”, earnest and sure that I would one day experience the same kind of fairytale romance and happy ending. I was a good girl through and through, after all, and good girls always won in the end, whether it was the success story, the prince charming, or the last word.

And then I grew older, and Swift’s music matured. Throughout Speak Now and Red, Swift’s understanding of relationships matured, her lyricism growing darker and more…

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I want to be surrounded by music and art and passion and creativity! I have been cooped up in this house for so long it feels less a home than, well, a prison. Everyday has been the same repetitive cycle of waking in the same bed, breathing in the same air, and sitting at the same desk, across the same mother that it feels almost like a post-apocalyptic simulation of sorts — the kind of stories I used to enjoy when I was in college.

I read an article last week from the New Yorker, that said there was no…

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everyday I lose parts of myself
and there is still no victory music for surviving
the war in my ribcage or the
hurricane in my bones

these funerals are more of the quiet kind,
there are no words spoken, no wailing

and the angel that lived somewhere in my body
grows smaller by the day
more transparent in the sunlight.

i miss your face,
as well as mine,
and my fire-alarm heart.

adulthood has never been one to wrap
its arms around me in grace.
i am stumbling, awkward
eyes too wide and heart too
eager to please.

there was a fire in this heart,
once upon a time,
but the stories have come and
and i am afraid they have taken away some
part of me i cannot recall,
some organ i never had a name for.

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Image from Pledis Entertainment

For a K-Pop band with thirteen — thirteen — total members, SEVENTEEN may seem like an intimidating bunch, but they make sure to never fall short of expectations.

Boasting an eclectic mix of several sounds, encompassing polished pop, R&B, hip-hop and quite literally almost everything in between — the band even subdivide themselves into separate subgroups: there is the vocal unit comprising of vocalists Woozi, Jeonghan, Joshua, DK, and Seungkwan; the hip-hop unit of rappers S.Coups, …

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Photo by Aaron Burden via Unsplash

Ours was a somehow kind of love,

Not the kind in raging tides or

wild breathless heartbeats,

but the kind with commas,

and too many question marks.

The kind that writes with

a nearly-out-of-ink pen,

disappearing and then reappearing again.

From 2016

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Photo by Austin Laser on Unsplash

I was in my twenties the first time I realized I was in love with a city. It wasn’t the kind of love that came with the windswept hair and sidewalk kisses and swelling music. This city was far less romantic, but it was familiar. I memorized each road, and the buildings greeted me like friends I had known for years.

But the city isn’t where this story starts. This story starts inside, of all things, a moving bus, on a Wednesday morning, just a few weeks before the end of summer.

I ride the same bus route everyday to…

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Wonder Woman 1984 / Screencap from Warner Bros. Pictures

So Wonder Woman is back, and she’s in 1984 suburban America. And yet somehow, it’s far less joyous and exhilarating than when she was in World War I.

Wonder Woman 1984’s plot plods along at a slow, stagnant pace, with an overly extended exposition that frankly was more than a little boring, especially given the awe-inspiring wonder the original film steadily provided. instead, I was left constantly waiting for something — anything — remotely exciting to happen.

For all its world- building with the amazons from the first film, and even the few snippets we got from the Justice League…

Without me ever really planning to, 2020 became the year I decided to watch TV. Like really watch it. This year has been a total rollercoaster myriad of many things, but along the way over the past few months, televisions shows became my one source of comfort. Somewhere along these past few months, I realized that I enjoyed television shows much more than movies — compared to the latter, they had a shorter runtime, which was great for my short attention span, but narrative arcs extended longer, which meant I had more time to become more emotionally invested in characters…

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Image from Republic Records

So, here it is. In yet another completely unprecedented move, Taylor Swift has once again descended upon us to save 2020, in the form of Evermore, her ninth studio album, and what can only best be described as a reprise and second act to last July’s Folklore — which itself has since been heralded by many a publication as one of the few pure good things to come out of this year.

And yet, somehow, Miss Swift has done it again: just five months later — her shortest time period ever between albums — Swift has continued into the woods…

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The world is a very strange place, especially in these uniquely trying times — in the space of the past few months alone, the world has undergone what can only be described as a colossal shift, as all of our lives have been altered due to the pandemic.

Indeed, such have been the changes around the globe, that many netizens have taken to describing the entire year as a whole as a downright “apocalyptic” one, with global events and news headlines that seem taken straight out of a dystopian or thriller film.

And on that note, perhaps nothing would be…

Audrey Rawnie

culture/media/music writer wannabe type (she/her)

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