Other than just well, being amazing. Let’s be honest: the girl has pipes. And those pipes aren’t just saying pitty patty things — oh no. Ms. Robyn is a real talker of the most elegant sense. My personal favorite? “Who’s That Girl?”
No but really — look at this:
Who’s that girl that you dream of? Who’s that girl that you think you love?
Who’s that girl, well, I’m nothing like her I know there’s no such girl
I swear I can’t take the pressure
Can we take a moment to just appreciate some of this good loving honesty? I swear for jebus, it’s moments like these that make me shine.
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Inspired
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Smart
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Tickled
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Hungry
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Empathetic
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Smash!













I got randomly hit by the fever/dizziness/aching bug and do not approve. I disapprove heartily, you could even say.
I adore Robyn. “Dancing On My Own” is totally my anthem.
Word. That song helps me get ready every morning. Robyn is the shit. The absolute shit.