The public’s hate for Taylor Swift, though, is still awash in that new love affair scent. Hating Taylor Swift is cool now, because, oh my God, does she have to write a song about every guy she dates?
Well, yeah, she kind of does. Rather, she doesn’t have to, but why in the fuck shouldn’t she? For one thing, relationships are something musicians have been covering in song forever. It seems like a problem here because everyone knows who she’s singing about, but how is that her fault? Lots of easily entertained people want to know that kind of information. Why does that equate to Taylor Swift not getting to write the same kind of songs that so many men and women before her have written?
You've got intensely falling in love and intense time going through terrible break ups. These completely opposites, these polar opposites on the emotional spectrum, they're things that we all go through. They're really difficult to go through, they're difficult to verbalize and I call them in my mind "the crazy emotions" because falling in and out of love can drive someone absolutely mad. If i had to pick one color to represent these crazy, out of control, passionate, terrible, wonderful, sad, beautiful, tragic emotions, the color I would pick San Diego, it would be red.
I think there is a lesson in knowing that you can live your life in a way that you’re proud of and people are still gonna take shots. And that’s not just in the world that I live in, that’s in middle school and that’s in high school and that’s in college and that’s when you get your first job.
“Fans are my favorite thing in the world. I’ve never been the type of artist who has that line drawn between their friends and their fans. The line’s always been really blurred for me. I’ll hang out with them after the show. I’ll hang out with them before the show. If I see them in the mall, I’ll stand there and talk to them for 10 minutes. I don’t care. Who am I to think I’m better than talking to people?”
#Hi from Taylor.
meet me there tonight let me know that it's not all in my mind