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A typical Taylor Swift songs goes like this:
tyleroakley: “shes a slut shes a slut im beautiful and perfect i am a virgin and better than you for it so why doesnt he love me?im a fucking snowflake fairy so chaste so pure im better than her sob sob sob nag nag nag just say yes bby its a fucking love story tear drops on my guitar why dont you love me i am a white middle class girl and entitled to whatever i want regardless of how you feel...
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when I get up to pee in the middle of the night, sammy gets out of bed with me, waits at the door, and won’t get back in bed until I’m settled in again. i am the luckiest girl in the world. (:
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i guess this is what great songs are made of, huh?...
better pull out the paper and pen.
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you ever hear a song you've heard a thousand times...
and suddenly it breaks your heart?
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can i just change my name to megan marshall...
and can you be my second family? ya? :)
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and to this day sometimes i cry, he didn't even...
I was five, and he was six. We rode on horses made of sticks. He wore black and I wore white. He would always win the fight. Bang, bang, he shot me down. Bang, bang, I hit the ground. Bang, bang, that awful sound. Bang, bang, my baby shot me down. Seasons came and changed the time. When I grew up, I called him mine. He would always laugh and say, remember when we used to play? Bang, bang, I shot...
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