Serving up some “broken condom baby of the Cowardly Lion and Dorothy” realness, Taylor Swift is Photoshopped to Oz and back on the cover of Glamour’s hair issue, and during the interview with the magazine they asked her if the Lisa Frank glitter sticker she calls a heart felt sadness over what John Mayer said about her.
Summer’s Eve came out with a new scent called John Mayer’s tears earlier this summer, because he got wet in the eyes from that tramp Taylor not telling him that her song “Dear John” was about him. Taylor only kisses and tells in song form, so she didn’t say much when Glamour asked about shooting a musical arrow straight into John’s empty douche bottle of a heart:
On how John Mayer told Rolling Stone his David Duke dick was the inspiration for the song Dear John: “How presumptuous! I never disclose who my songs are about.”
On if she wants to know what John had to say about the song: “No! I don’t want to know, I don’t want to know. I know it wasn’t good, so I don’t want to know. I put a high priority on staying happy, and I know what I can’t handle. It’s not that I’m this egomaniac and I don’t want to hear anything negative, because I do keep myself in check. But I’ve never developed that thick a skin. So I just kind of live a life, and I let all the gossip live somewhere else. If you go too far down the rabbit hole of what people think about you, it can change everything about who you are.”
On how she’s side-humping some barely legal boy to get into the Kennedy family: “I don’t talk about my personal life in great detail. I write about it in my songs, and I feel like you can share enough about your life in your music to let people know what you’re going through.”
On people thinking she’s a Strawberry Shortcake character come to life: “I think some people think it’s just apple pie and sunshine and sprinkles and ponies. Which is just funny. But I never feel the need to go out and make some grand statement that I’m dark and twisty and complicated, because I’m not that either. It’s just not as simple as ponies and rainbows, though I do love ponies and rainbows.”
“How presumptuous“? Either Taylor is having a laugh or bitch wants all of us to burn calories by rolling our fat eyeballs. The song is called DEAR JOHN. The only way it would be more obvious that it’s about John Mayer is if the song’s title was Dear Dick Turd Who Gave Me Crabs.
I can’t fully hate Taylor Swift for this, though, because she turned the crabs John gave her into a song that probably made her millions. I also can’t fully hate on Taylor’s exes for being mad about her blasting their asses in a shitty song. Because there’s probably nothing more painful than shopping in a Walgreens when the song Taylor Swift wrote about you comes on the speakers and reminds you that you once skipped with her through a lavender field before carving your initials into a giant tree trunk. No, that’s not a euphemism. Bitch really makes you skip through a lavender field and carve her initials into a giant tree trunk before she takes them off panties off.
Here’s everyone’s least favorite American Girl doll shooting a video in Paris today.