I’m stupid, stupid, stupid. I’m very immature. I still imagine I live in a Taylor Swift song. I let myself go too high I break all my bones when I fall back to the ground. I’m a dreamer, but always when I shouldn’t.
ALTHOUGH ALL THIS, I’ve got the BEST FRIENDS EVER. I mean, if anybody made a list with the best things a person can have, my friends have all of them. I love love love them.
Thank you for making me have the best birthday ever, even if that feeling disappeared as soon as I got home. I can’t thank you enough. T H A N K Y O U :’)
Hey Stephen, I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose. All those other girls, well, they’re beautiful, but would they write a song for you?
Oh my, I love Taylor Swift. And her Fearless. As a CD, of course. But I love all that’s behind this word, too.
