Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce are literally the only things in America doing well.

I can’t wait to do a 2024 dump on Instagram mid-January when I get around to it.

It’s weird to feel sad about a tour ending, but the Eras Tour was so much more than that.

It was a thrilling pop cultural phenomenon built around pure joy and love for the soundtrack of so many peoples’ lives.

I can’t wait to see what Taylor Swift does next.

The world is hers.

I had the highest expectations and Wicked met every single one of them. Watching people live out their dreams and absolutely kill it is unreal.

I had chills every time Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande were on screen. I cried for the duration of Defying Gravity.

Instant classic.

It’s becoming very clear that the sequel to Donald Trump’s presidency is going to be even dumber than the original.

The only part of parenthood I’m scared about is when my child gets social media and learns to prank me for views.

How does Taylor Swift manage to sound exactly the same and also so much better on every single re-recording?

Her voice. The production. It’s unreal.

Excited to meet my new personality when Speak Now (Taylor’s Version) drops.

I don’t like Threads but it’s doing a good job of enticing me with easy discoverability and transfer of following and followers over from Instagram.

So excited to try and maintain three different versions of Twitter at the same time.

Then I think about Twitter, all the beautiful times. I watched you laughin' from the passenger's side and realized I loved you in the fall. And then the cold came, the dark days when fear crept into my mind.

You gave me all your love and all I gave you was goodbye!