I strum chords until the calluses on my fingers burn, the skin already hard as rock, and my mother knocks on the door.
“Honey?” she says, and doesn’t wait for an answer before she wanders in. 110 more words
He said the way my blue eyes shined
Put those Georgia stars to shame that night
I said: “That’s a lie.”
Just a boy in a Chevy truck… 1,224 more words
I have been a fan of Taylor Swift since her “Teardrops of My Guitar” days and am still a loyal fan. I don’t care if she has had more boyfriends than I can count on two hands, that a majority of her songs are about those boyfriends or that she no longer is a country singer, I have so much respect for her. 854 more words
Don’t know why I do, Taylor Nation.
Here at the Swift Agency, just one guy who’s glad for the nostalgia as of late, we’ve been enjoying how the Sparkly Dressed has been picking classics from the beginning of her career for her secret song. 138 more words