When Taylor’s mom passed away, her obituary in the Los Angeles Times wasn’t exactly a ringing endorsement.
But the obit is still there, in its entirety, with Swift’s father, Rick, reading it.
“I am very proud of my son, Taylor Swift,” he says in the article, and there are moments when he doesn’t appear to be as gracious.
In the second paragraph of the obits, Swift’s mother, Katy, makes it clear that her daughter’s death was her fault.
She wrote, “Taylor had a rough childhood.
She was teased and bullied.
She did not always take care of herself.
She didn’t always take her medication.
She often was not herself.
We were not always able to love her and care for her.”
But the story doesn’t end there.
Rick, who is a longtime fan of Swift, writes about the fact that Swift, a fan of the Beatles, had the biggest pop star crush of his life.
“I’ve never met anyone who loved Taylor as much as I did,” he writes.
“It was not only a life-changing moment, but also an amazing moment,” Swift’s brother, Frank, said.
“Taylor was my favorite person to talk to and she was the first person I ever talked to about being gay.”
It’s not hard to understand why Swift’s parents felt so strongly about her.
Swift was born in 1983, which means she was already a teenager when her parents met in 1983.
Her parents, who divorced when she was 7, lived in California.
The couple also had a daughter named Taya, born at that time.
Swift’s grandmother, Marnie, is also from California.
“My mom always knew I was different,” Swift told Us Weekly in 2013.
“And then I grew up and I became who I was.
And I was accepted for who I am.”
And that acceptance didn’t come easily.
Swift and her mother had to work so hard to be accepted in the world.
“She was a kid at the time and had to learn how to be pretty,” Taylor’s father said of his daughter.
“They did all these things that were trying to make her look like a girl and I just wanted to be myself.”
They eventually divorced, and in 1995 Swift became the youngest of four children.
At age 18, Swift moved to the city of Los Angeles to be with her parents.
At first, the family lived in an apartment with two roommates, who would sometimes be roommates of the Swifts.
But Swift didn’t feel comfortable in their apartment and didn’t want to stay with them.
Swift said she hated living with people who didn’t know her.
“It was like a trap,” Swift said in a 2014 interview with The New Yorker.
“You have to try to hide it, you have to pretend it doesn’t exist.”
In 2006, Swift and Rick moved to a new neighborhood in South L.A., where she had an apartment.
Swift had a crush on her roommate, and it turned out the roommate was actually a musician.
But Rick, a musician himself, didn’t realize how much Swift loved his music.
He had no idea she had been a fan until her friend, a friend of his, told him about her favorite songs.
The song that Swift wrote for her roommate was titled “Bad Blood.”
“It’s about two girls that get into a fight,” Rick told the Los Angelenos Weekly.
Swift eventually decided to stay in the house with her roommates while her father and brother moved to another city. “
The two girls ended up in the hospital and Taylor and Rick spent the next two years getting over their crush on each other.
Swift eventually decided to stay in the house with her roommates while her father and brother moved to another city.
But it was in 2009 that Swift was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer.
And she spent the majority of her time living in the comfort of her parents’ house, surrounded by her friends.
She had been living with her father for more than 10 years, and she hadn’t been to a doctor for breast cancer since 2005.
But Swift was determined to get back to her hometown.
She traveled around L.I. for her cancer treatment, which was supported by a foundation she founded.
Swift, who was then just 22 years old, went to Los Angeles for a week to visit her aunt, who had cancer, and her uncle, who suffers from cancer.
“Not a lot of other people do that.””
That’s the kind of trip I would make,” she told Us.
“Not a lot of other people do that.”
When Swift’s treatment began, her father, a retired Army captain, flew to New York City to take her to Manhattan to see a