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  • As one of the forum's premier Taylor stans, I'm not surprised you know a thing or two about proper post-cry rehydration. It's as important as that post-workout protein shake, y'know!

    Haters gonna hate, hate, hate, hate hate

    Playas gonna play, play, play, play, play


    You know what to do.

    Well, you know what they say, don't you?

    The players gonna play, play, play, play, play. Heartbreakers gonna break, break, break, break, break.


    So shake it off, shake it off.
    Let me just take a moment and try re-writing the entirety of All Too Well.

    Part 1:

    I downloaded your single, it was 2006
    Needed a new fave, you seemed like a quick fix
    Took a deep breath, departed with my 99 cents
    And you still got it, in your bank account, even now.

    Your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze
    Stanning for my life while you sang on stage
    The flawless albums started dropping like pieces into place
    And I still listen to them, after all these days.

    But you seem to be long gone
    The magic’s not here no more
    And I might be okay
    But I’m not fine at all.

    Cause there you are again, delivering hymns like Enchanted
    You’re effortlessly snatching my wig and leaving me for dead
    No more hair, I was there, I remember it all too well.

    Oh what a shame, what a terrible single delivered during a flawless career
    Just shake away, no use defending lyrics that you'd usually never say
    And now that I'm sitting here thinking it through
    I've never felt so close to stanning for Katy "I went from zero to my own hero" Perry over you

    You're on the radio singing pop songs, I'm upset
    I'm listening to Speak Now album tracks instead
    Cause you don't make music like you used to
    And I'm in my room, it's a typical Monday night
    Your new song is the kind of music I don't like
    And it'll never make me feel things like you used to

    But you sing pop hits, I want ballads
    You're Max Martin and I need Nathan Chapman
    Dreaming 'bout the day when you wake up and find what you're looking for
    Is that fucking stadium rock inspired album
    And then the cold came
    The dark days when Pop Taylor crept into my life
    You gave me 'Shake It Off', but I wanted more 'Sparks Fly'

    So this is me clutching my stan card
    Standing in front of you, saying a prayer for 1989
    And I go back to October 25th 2010 all the time
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