Open Letter to Taylor Swift

Dear Taylor -

Hi. Sit down, let's talk.

Hey girl. So, in the past, I may not have been fully fair to you. While I can't deal with YOU and your music at your age, I can appreciate your drive and success. Hey, if you have the right people and they get America eating from the palm of your hands; run with it. I get it. Kudos to you.

Today, I have to say, I'm worried about your mental state.

You realize why people crack jokes on you, right? You give people material all the time. You're not an open book; you're an open DIARY. You tell everything and you show it to everyone all the time. I was really upset to read, "I don't know where they all assume the song was about John" in a magazine. Darlin', YOU SAID IT.

*grabs your hands* Listen, T-Swizzle, Take a look at yourself. You're a 23-year-old multi-millionaire. You travel the world. You could do WHATEVER you want to do in life. You have the best job that's not really a job in the world. I understand the pressures and the sacrifices, but come on. You get to do a hobby as a job. WOOT, right?

You should be reveling in your independence. Tay, if you want to date the hottest men in Hollywood and do them; AWESOME. Do that. It's okay, but OWN it. You shouldn't be sniffing around all these little boys. Why are you dating teenaged boys anyway? Why are you buying homes near their parents? Hon, that's psychotic. Calm down. You don't NEED a man.

While you think Tina Fey was picking on you, she was entirely right. "Be by yourself for a while. Figure out who you are and what you want in life." Do that, Swifty, do that. You'll find out stuff...you'll find you're so strong. THEN you'll get why you're too old to sing what you're singing about. Dating stinks, but it's a part of growing up. You're not going to be in love with everyone. You HAVE to be okay with that.

I know I've been tough on you in the past, but this is my open letter to you. I just wanted to give you some advice on life. It's cool, Taylor.

My wish for you is that you find peace. My wish is that you get a chance to grow up without handlers blocking you from seeing criticism. I hope you learn how to take each criticism with a grain of salt. My wish is that you learn to be genuine. Good luck to you, Taylor Swift.

Randi.