Taylor Swift has been my rock. And if you have been blessed enough to grow up with her as I have, how could you not say the same? Many of you probably owe her something and don’t even know it!
My sanity is in tact because of you, T. Swizzle. I learned that vulnerability, breaking, healing, hurting, being angry, in love, and then repeating that cycle all over again is completely OK. You spoke the words I was too afraid to say. You sang the emotions I thought I was feeling all alone. You told the stories I thought were silently crushing me. You dried my tears and held my hand even if you never even realized it. You guided me through middle school, high school, and now college. Your words gave me strength when I felt weakest. You had and still have, not only a tremendous impact on my life, but on the lives of the people around me.
Y’all never know who you should say a silent prayer of thanks for!
My first boyfriend, Johnny, owes you our awkward first kiss. Because he was no Romeo on a "White Horse" by any means, and I definitely wasn’t Juliet. But, Taylor Swift, you just made me say yes.
The bitch in high school that I really wanted to punch in the face owes you her face. You taught me that all some people will ever be is "Mean"—and a liar and pathetic and alone—in life. So why let those mean people bother me, right?
My high school boyfriend, Trey, owes you his truck. Because you hated that stupid old pickup he never let you drive just as much as I did. His stupid old pickup truck still has its windows.
Because you told me I would do things greater than dating the boy on the football team, I moved on without a look back and it has led me to the greatest relationship I could ever imagine.
My mum owes you my innocence, because you taught me that no matter what hardships we may face there’s always a bigger bed we can crawl into. In her eyes, I will "Never Grow Up," and I have really learned to appreciate that.
Will owes you—well, he really just owes you anything we ever had, I guess—because I totally knew he was trouble when he walked in. So shame on me for that one!
My best friend Lauren owes you those perfect nights we dressed up like hipsters, made fun of our exes, and ended up dreaming instead of sleeping.
Professor Norrell totally owes you her sanity, because we are "Out of the Woods" and in the clear now, so she doesn’t have to listen to me debate her biased and unnecessary side comments about our government any longer.
My dance floor make outs owe you three minutes and 51 seconds of gratitude because I was the complete embodiment of a nightmare dressed like a day dream. I mean, I loved the players and they loved the game. They’ll probably just tell you I was insane, though! (LOL)
Leo, the love of my life, probably owes you our entire relationship. He is my "Wildest Dream," because no one else is gonna love me when I get mad, mad, mad, and he has given me no choice but to "Stay." He makes wanna dance in a storm in my best dress, " Fearless."
Taylor Swift, thank you for being fearlessly you no matter what Kanye says.
Thank you for helping me find my "Fearless," teaching me to "Shake it Off," and forever reminding me that this life is a "State of Grace," it’s a worthwhile fight.
"Long Live" number 13.
