It’s been one year since we escaped the real world together and imagined ourselves someplace simpler. With tall tall trees and salt air. Where you’re allowed to wear lace nightgowns that make you look like a Victorian ghost every day & no one will side eye you cause no one is around. It’s just you and your imaginary cabin and the stories you make up to pass the time. To say thank you for all you have done to make this album what it was, I wanted to give you the original version of The Lakes. Happy 1 year anniversary to Rebekah, Betty, Inez, James, Augustine, and the lives we all created around them. Happy Anniversary, folklore. 🌿
https://taylor.lnk.to/thelakesoriginal


taylor swift was right. take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die i dont belong
get in loser, we’re going to the lakes where all the poets went to die
reblog and put your top three songs from folklore in the tags
those Windermere peaks look like a perfect place to cry
i’m setting off, but not without my muse
“my beloved” “my muse” “my calamitous love”…….. the romance of it all….. unparalleled
A red rose grew up out of ice frozen ground, with no one around to tweet it.





