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alison--swift · 3 years
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but I’m a fire and I’ll keep your brittle heart warm If your cascade, ocean wave blues come
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alison--swift · 3 years
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I ended up being inspired by a lot of crazy, zero to one hundred, hits a wall and then explodes relationships… which are so fun to write about, really dysfunctional and not good, generally  but when you write about them it gives you a lot of inspiration…
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I knew you’d miss me once the thrill expired...
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2009 versus 2018 ✨✨
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I’ll show you every version of yourself tonight.
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you’re not my homeland anymore, so what am I defending now?
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persist and resist the temptation to ask you if one thing had been different would everything be different, today?
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The 1989 World Tour Live
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Alternative folklore album covers
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Losing him was blue, like I’d never known Missing him was dark grey, all alone Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody You never met…
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It started with imagery. Visuals that popped into my mind and piqued my curiosity. Stars drawn around scars. A cardigan that still bears the scent of loss twenty years later. Battleships sinking into the ocean, down, down, down. The tree swing in the woods of my childhood. Hushed tones of “let’s run away” and never doing it. The sun drenched month of August, sipped away like a bottle of wine. A mirrored disco ball hovering above a dance floor. A whiskey bottle beckoning. Hands held through plastic. A single thread that, for better or for worse, ties you to your fate. Pretty soon these images in my head grew faces or names and became characters. I found myself not only writing my own stories, but also writing about or from the perspective of people I’ve never met, people I’ve known, or those I wish I hadn’t.
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My Tears Ricochet / Hoax
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taylor swift lockscreens
like or reblog if you save or use
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alison--swift · 3 years
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are you ready for it?
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cute little taylor moments in the reputation stadium tour
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