mindovermatter-souloverflesh:

Shadows settle on the place, that you left.
Our minds are troubled by the emptiness.
Destroy the middle, it’s a waste of time.
From the perfect start to the finish line.

And if you’re still breathing, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of us are heaving through corrupted lungs.
Setting fire to our insides for fun
collecting names of the lovers that went wrong
the lovers that went wrong.

We are the reckless,
we are the wild youth
chasing visions of our futures
one day we’ll reveal the truth
that one will die before he gets there.

And if you’re still bleeding, you’re the lucky ones.
‘Cause most of our feelings, they are dead and they are gone.
We’re setting fire to our insides for fun.
Collecting pictures from the flood that wrecked our home,
It was a flood that wrecked this…

…and you caused it…
…and you caused it…
…and you caused it…

Well I’ve lost it all, I’m just a silhouette,
A lifeless face that you’ll soon forget,
My eyes are damp from the words you left,
ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.
ringing in my head, when you broke my chest.

And if you’re in love, then you are the lucky one,
‘cause most of us are bitter over someone.
Setting fire to our insides for fun,
to distract our hearts from ever missing them.
but I’m forever missing him.

and you caused it,
and you caused it,
and you caused it.

forever-childish:

Childish Gambino on the BET Hip Hop Awards 2012 red carpet.

On Tuesday, October 9th, the award show will be broadcasted on BET, and Childish Gambino will be participating in one of the cyphers.

thedailywhat:

Obama’s Got 99 Problems of the Day: “The year is 2009/ And the White House is mine/ But the economy’s in full mother-f—king decline/ My choices at the time were to sh-t on the poor or/ Fellate the banks to get elected once more.” 

(Not Safe For Work — explicit lyrics, obv.)

BONUS: A couple more gems surfaced today — Mitt Romney’s Crocodile Tears and Mitt Romney Loves Lobster.

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petitetiaras:

In which China communicates only using Twitter. 

I love reading through unpublished tumblr drafts. I just found so many awkward/inappropz photos, angry rants and horrible poetry and little things I wrote.

I hope to God I never hit the publish button on accident…