In all likelihood I would have attended Taylor's wedding if not for that restraining order.
What a shame. Quite the guest list. Everyone knows I love hanging with shit-faced football players eating bovine off the floor.
But, unfortunately, I've had a restraining order on Taylor for a while now.
Wouldn't leave me alone. Questions, questions, questions. What should I call my next album? What do you think of these shoes?
Anyway, I'm past it.
Waiting patiently for Justin and Katy's invite.
