Member-only story
I Had to Sell a Kidney to Afford Taylor Swift Tickets, But I’m Fine
Welcome to the Swiftie Support Group that meets on the 13th of each month.
It’s me. Hi. I’m the problem, it’s me.
Oh, wait, we’re not opening with that disclaimer anymore? But I thought we all loved it! I mean, sure, it might have gotten a little tired three remixes ago, but…
I know. We’ve got bigger issues. November 15th, 2022, is a day that will live in infamy. We Swiftie soldiers went into the battle of this Great War, only to come back bruised and lying on the cold, hard ground.
I’m sorry. I know you said no more name-dropping lyrics, but this is a difficult time for all of us. It’s been a trying few days for our little fandom.
Oh, you want to know where I’ve been? Well, I had to take a little drive downstate, but you know, these things happen…
I know I look a little peaky. It’s the changing weather. I’ll be better tomorrow.
Now, what’s this about Enemy Number One? Or did I miss the memo on that one too? They might not know if I’m talking about Ticketmaster or Vladimir Putin.
We need to be more transparent…
But moving on.
