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Unlike Me, Renee Was Not Shy; She Was A Real People-pleaser. She Worried Way Too Much What People Thought Of Her, Wore Her Heart On Her Sleeve, Expected Too Much From People, And Got Hurt Too Easily. She Kept Other People's Secrets Like A Champ, But Told Her Own Too Fast. She Expected The World Not To Cheat Her And Was Always Surprised When It Did.

Singing What's In Your Heart? Naming The Things You Love And Loathe? You Can Get Hurt That Way. Hell, You Will Get Hurt That Way. But You'll Get Hurt Trying To Hide Away In All That Silence And Leave Your Life Unsung. There's No Future Without Tears. Are You Really Setting Your Hopes On Not Getting Hurt At All? You Think That's An Option? You Clearly Aren't Listening To Enough Morrissey Songs.

Seeing Taylor Swift Live In 2013 Is Seeing A Maestro At The Top Of Her Or Anyone's Game. No Other Pop Auteur Can Touch Her Right Now For Emotional Excess Or Musical Reach - Her Punk Is So Punk, Her Disco Is So Disco. The Red Sequins On Her Guitar Match The Ones On Her Microphone, Her Shoes And 80 Percent Of The Crowd.

Rock Stars Did Not Invent Burning Out. They Just Do It Louder.

It Was Like Trying To Break Up With The Color Orange, Or Wednesday, Or Silent E. It Was The Most Passionate And Tumultuous Relationship I'd Ever Known.