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Say I’m an airplane
And the gashes I got from my heartbreak
Make the slots and the flaps upon my wing
And I use them to give me lift
Hip hip for the lift
Hip hip for the drag
I want them all in my bag
Oh give me anything and I’ll turn it into a giftFiona Apple. “Daredevil.”
What a flawless piece of writing.
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Photo reblogged from White Whine - A Collection of First-World Problems
It’s tough out there for Ye.