Life had become a blurred race. Sometimes she was stuck to her spot, watching everything in her periphery whirl past her, mixing the hues until they were nothing but mist of blacks and whites. Other times she was the one running away while the world stopped and stared.
Between gym trips and drinking her turmoil down, the summer days dragged on. With time, Tom became increasingly occupied with filming in Australia, running back and forth around the world for her. Adam was in the marathon too. Running after them, shooting out poisonous venom at every chance he caught - which is hilariously ironic, considering she was the supposed snake. It was a mad circus. Definitely not a love story.
Life felt like a race. And Taylor was losing.
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FanfictionAll she wants is to have somewhat of a peaceful life but that's wishful thinking when you're a ten-time Grammy award winner. Taylor Swift's already drama-filled life gets more complicated as she searches for a way to get rid of her boyfriend of one...
