I’ve given up on how I feel about Taylor Swift. I’ll just accept that it’s a strange mix of adoration and self-loathing when I become obsessed with each and every new song and music video she releases. She makes the catchiest music in the world, but something about her just makes me want to constantly roll my eyes. First she has no sense of humor, and then she’s off giving sick kids tons of money and care packages. It’s confusing.
So like, whatever. You win. It’s fine. I don’t care anymore.
I think the real problem I have with her, however, is that she doesn’t seem real. She’s always doing nice shit, but then talking (singing) bad about people from her past. She acts like she doesn’t care about looks, but she’s a total babe. Despite her trying to relate to us, we could never be friends. Not that I want to. Of all the famous people in the world, she’s not at the top of my list. She’s just so tall and attractive and charmingly awkward, and I’m just, so not. But more than just her looks, I feel like getting close to her would be like getting close to a temperamental cat. One moment she loves you, but the next? She’s clawing your fucking eyes out on social media and writing a song about it.
But until recently I thought the worst part of being Tay’s friend would be the eventual downfall of our relationship and her Tweeting passive-aggressive things about me. It turns out, however, she’s much more physical than imagined. In a recent Instagram post she uploaded clips from her fight training for “Bad Blood.” Taylor can perform and fight? Shit.
[via Instagram / Taylor Swift]