Taylor Swift shopping at an antique shop on January 22 in Los Angeles.
Somewhere inside me is a merciful, forgiving person. Somewhere there is a girl who tries to understand what people are going through, who accepts that people do evil things and that desperation leads them to darker places than they ever imagined. I swear she exists, and she hurts for the repentant boy I see in front of me.
But if I saw her, I wouldn’t recognize her.
So he calls me and he’s like“I still love you”.And I’m just like“This is exhausting…you know…we are never getting back together,like ever.”