Thanks god someone sensible. I love what you wrote about Adele and Taylor Swift. You are awesome <3
It’s really hard for me to express opinions like that on here because people think I am being mean, or biased, or hateful and then they come and hate on me.
But I am not biased. I don’t have anything against Taylor Swift. I am happy for her success, and she has some cute songs, and she is very musically talented as a performer and a writer, and she deserves her awards.
I just hope she moves past this perma-victim stage she is in because it’s not healthy. That’s okay when you are a 16 year old girl, and you are not known outside your friends, but she is a huge celebrity and she is 22 now.
At least Adele’s songs are beautifully written songs with strong emotions translated into eloquent words conveying pain and heartache about someone extremely significant to her, who extremely hurt her in the past and whom we don’t know personal details about.
Opposed to Taylor Swift who publicly dates celebs for short periods of time and then writes campy, juvenile, monosyllabic rhymes every single time things go a tiny bit sour, constantly playing victim and being unhealthily disconnected with reality, to the point where she becomes more of a villain than the men she is writing about
DON’T DO IT ZAC!!! RUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNN!
Let’s go ahead and start writing that break up song for her next album. Off the top of my head, Zac rhymes with: sack, black, mack, attack, crack, rack, tack…
I predict a hit.
You said you liked my rack.
Your tie was really black.
You bought me a big mac.
It was the right tack.
We were on the right track.
Your love was like crack.
Even tho’ we never hit the sack.
(‘cuz I don’t get down like that…)
Oh Zac, Zac, Zac, Zac, Zac, Zac.
I loved you, that’s a fact, fact, fact, fact, fact, fact.
But it turned out to be whack, whack, whack, whack, whack, whack.
Want to give your face a smack, smack, smack, smack, smack, smack.
Come get your stuff and pack, pack, pack, pack, pack, pack.
I want my promise ring back, back, back, back, back, back.
This is your track.
Just sitting here laughing
OH MY GOD
Clingy bitch, this is why he’s gonna break up with you- and your forlorn scored ass is going to write angry teenager songs about how he has wronged you, and rhyme Jake with fake and heartbreak, since you have the lyrical ability of Dr. Suess.