Taylor Swift is riding the hormones, buzzing along, giddy, giggling…another meaningless, thoroughly disposable new relationship once it runs outta gas.
Sooner or later she’s gonna dump him, and soooo what? Nobody ever lasts with her, man. Everything winds down, and it’s all stinking bullshit. Plus all football players get fat.
Thank God Kelce isn’t a freckly redhead…at least there’s that.
What’s Kelce wearing…white, blue-streaked pajamas? Who buys an outfit like this? It’s embarassing.