get to know me meme2/5 favorite musical artists: ED SHEERAN

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I think that one thing that I do believe as a feminist is that in order for us to have gender equality we have to stop making it a girl fight and we have to stop being so interested in seeing girls trying to tear each other down, it has to be more about cheering each other on as women. That’s just kind of how I feel about it.

I think that one thing that I do believe as a feminist is that in order for us to have gender equality we have to stop making it a girl fight and we have to stop being so interested in seeing girls trying to tear each other down, it has to be more about cheering each other on as women. That’s just kind of how I feel about it.

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Ed & Taylor talking about Pharrell.

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Taylor with an interviewer in Montreal today // 9.25.14 (x)

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sheeriosnotcheerios:

Media Prep for the AFL Grand Final (credit to Getty Images)
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Media Prep for the AFL Grand Final (credit to Getty Images)

sheeriosnotcheerios:

Media Prep for the AFL Grand Final (credit to Getty Images)

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giraffepoliceforce:

Taylor Swift is a gift that must be treasured.

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  • taylor on twitter: i didn't know i have a home phone. interesting development.
  • taylor on instagram: hey, baby, i just read your letter and you're so sweet. i love you. stay strong.
  • taylor on tumblr: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA THE TABLES ARE TURNING HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I WIN
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wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx
wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.  In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx

wildestdreams-89:

Dear Taylor, My name is Jessica. I’m 20 years old, and I’m a Swiftie. I’m also dying.
In Jan ‘13 I was diagnosed with terminal heart failure. I will lose my battle but because of you every day I win the war. You help me choose happiness, hope and love over sadness, bitterness and pain. You help me dance and sing and twirl when I want to curl up and cry. You help me choose life. I’m so happy to be alive, to watch the clouds, see the stars, taste the snowflakes. I’m so honoured to feel the grass between my toes and to hear your voice playing from the radio. Your music holds my hand when I am sad, and cheers my corner when I’m happy. You’ve achieved so much, so young, and you prove to me every day that a good and full life is not measured in years, but in what you do within those years. Thank you for giving me the strength to carry on, and to fight. I had so many dreams that will never be realised, but you inspire me to try. Because what is life without hopeless attempts at dreams ? I dream to see you in person, I know the chances are next to impossible because I’m from the UK, but I’m visiting New York for treatment on my heart in October and I can’t help but hope that one dream can still come true. That I’ll meet you and be able to tell you just how wonderful you are. That I’ll get to hug you and thank you face to face (the way my Mama taught me!) but if not, please know I love you and I am so grateful for my little slice of happiness. No one can save my life, but you’re saving my soul. Thank you for inspiring me to be exactly who I am, through highs and lows. Because of you, I know that being me is enough. Love Jessica xxx

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