We should love, not fall in love, because everything that falls, gets broken.
Relationships are like traffic lights and I have this theory that I can only exist in the relationship if the light its green.
I have no idea if I'll get married or be single forever or have a family or just be on my own. You know, paint in a cottage by the ocean by myself.
You know, Katie Couric is one of my favorite people. Because she said to me she had heard a quote that she loved, that said, ‘There’s a special place in hell for women who don’t help other women,
if you want some big revelation, since 2010 I have dated exactly two people. The fact that there are slide shows of a dozen guys that I either hugged on a red carpet or met for lunch or wrote a song with. . . it’s just kind of ridiculous.
People say that about me, that I apparently buy houses near every boy I like—that’s a thing that I apparently do. If I like you I will apparently buy up the real-estate market just to freak you out so you leave me.One of these things I say to myself to calm myself down when I feel like it’s all too much . . . If there’s a pregnancy rumor, people will find out it’s not true when you wind up not being pregnant, like nine months from now, and if there’s a house rumor, they’ll find out it’s not true when you are actively not ever spotted at that house.
I don’t think I’ve ever yelled at an ex-boyfriend. Ever. I’m not a yeller. I’m not a fit thrower. If something is done, it’s done.
I'm sure if I looked up the latest Google Alerts rumour it would say I'm chasing somebody who doesn't like me as much as I like him — people love that angle on me. They're like 'Oh Taylor, coming on too strong again, chasing boys.' I never chase boys. They don't like it!
I think every girl's dream is to find a bad boy at the right time, when he wants to not be bad anymore.
I don't think there's an option for me to fall in love slowly, or at medium speed. I either do or I don't. I don't think it through, really, which is a good thing and a bad thing. You don't look before you leap, which is like, 'Yay, this is awesome! Let's not think twice!' And then you're like, 'We used to be flying. Now we're falling. What's happening?
So he calls me up and he's like, "I still love you,"
And I'm like... "I just... I mean this is exhausting, you know, like,
We are never getting back together. Like, ever"
I think I am smart unless I am really, really in love, and then I am ridiculously stupid.
There's just something so feminine about a dress. Whether it's a summertime dress that makes me feel carefree, an evening cocktail dress that makes me feel fancy, or a vintage dress that makes me feel like a '50s housewife—which I enjoy feeling like, for some reason—I just really like dresses.
It needs to be equal. If I feel too much like I'm wearing the pants, I start to feel uncomfortable and then we break up.
Some combinations of people are toxic, you know? You have to find the right one that isn't just going to explode into fiery ash and destruction.