THIS. She’s old enough now to have married had a couple kids, divorced... seen some REAL shit. And she’s still doing the “Dear Diary” nonsense. I confess, I can’t stand her voice, her lame lyrics, the absolute absence of any dynamic or flavor in her tunes. It’s a freakin Unhappy Meal. What happened to artists who sang…

Damn, what did Karlie do to piss her off?

Edit: NM, unless the eye color line was just to throw people off. Although, Cara has blue eyes.....

Taylor is a Gold Star Gay. One day, when she starts getting her mother’s hips, she’ll stop caring and go full Etheridge. Mark my words.

I’m four years older than her, so, I mean, theoretically not completely out of her age bracket/peer group/whatever and I just utterly fail to relate to anything about this song. Maybe I’m just old before my time. Or just old.

She still sounds like a teenager singing about boys.

my gay perspective: not once was it mentioned this person is a male, and all the lyrics could easily apply to a woman.

It seems like Taylor and Katy Perry both don’t know what to do with their careers at this point. Taylor comes off as a well oiled machine, but it seems like her team advertised an evolution but simply delivered more of the same. Sorta like when Katy Perry burned that blue wig that one time, but the album wasn’t that…

This song was produced by Shellback and Max Martin

Those rice cakes you buy in a circular package. You left it open last night. Now there is nothing but a flavorless sensation on your tongue. If there was a flavor it evaporated. Even the crunch is gone.

LWYMMD = PSUEDO PEACHES B-SIDE

So it’s a song about negging?

[Redacted: too much analysis wasted on this]

“Sacred” is just another word for property. Hard pass!

I distinctly remember somebody saying shit about a Gold Star family, but who?

Kelly looks like he’s given up all hope at everything.