Broken glass is one of my biggest fears. I fear eating cookies someone made and put crushed glass into to assissinate someone more important to me, I fear accidentally gulping some milk and swallowing a piece of broken glass, I fear (somehow) inhaling tiny pieces of powdered glass and dying from it.
My company is doing this "exclusive" partnership with her and it's been all things Swift in my office. Her tour books, her CDs, I even had to wrap a gift for her.
Boy on left's thoughts: "Why isn't she looking at me? I've got this poster for her to sign, how can she not see it? Look at me! If only she would look into my eyes and see how much I love her. I post on her Facebook wall everyday, so I know I'm really her Number 1 fan. Look at me, Taylor!"
Girl on right's thoughts: "I can't believe that dude thought my hood was my hair. Like, right, whatever, security dude. I've been waiting here all night for just this one moment, and pushy camera girl and poster boy are totally ruining this for me. Who's touching my butt???"
Taylor's thoughts: "Mmmmmm, I could got for some tots about now. With catsup."
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Glass is scary.
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Hope you like it, Taylor!
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Girl on right's thoughts: "I can't believe that dude thought my hood was my hair. Like, right, whatever, security dude. I've been waiting here all night for just this one moment, and pushy camera girl and poster boy are totally ruining this for me. Who's touching my butt???"
Taylor's thoughts: "Mmmmmm, I could got for some tots about now. With catsup."
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No wonder she went all the way to Austria; she knew I'd only chase her as far as Mallorca to get them.
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Second thought: Is this picture taken from the front or the back of the stage?
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I didn't even think of the stage question, now that is something I will be mulling over.
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Paparazzi being a fuckwit. v. v. annoyed.
Tourist knocked over my first latte. v. v. pissed.
Looking at myself on Jezebel while talking in my Bridget Jones voice. v. v. faux-meta.
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*oh and it is served with a straw
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