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[kelztiel]

I invite all these people to my motherfuckin' house

Get the fuck out of my house

[eyeofnoa]

Childish gambino writing an entire screenplay with short videos that correlate with the chronological order of the album just makes me UGH

[a-stilhouette]

Investing time on writing lies, slightly truth without a clue I met my higher self, pissing off the roofs of drunken goofs He said "keep the mic smelly like a rotten tooth" And all your fears forgotten when the Cap is in the booth I'm an angel in an agony of flame Feathers growing at the mention of my name, reinvention of my shame I'm a slave to the darkness of my innermost cave And all these words I hold tighter than a glowstick at a rave, nigga Dance around the camp fire, buttnaked, blowing trees Could give a single fuck if somebody sees, I'm free Red "V" bleed out a scarlet letter, kill a king And I'll sitting ready for whatever weather the seasons sing Picking up expensive habits, chasing after little rabbits Hope they lead me to a place of magic Sad at all the times I never thought I had it Losing all these memories, and y'all doubt it matters... Patterns Mouth to a Pellegrino, bottle color of envy, who the fuck is Gambino, I hand a waitress a benji to act like she never met me. I'm saying though, they want the game changed when your shit on the radio. Fruit was so hanging low, I didn't even bother, she tryna land Obama's, man she get it from her mama I don't blame her, I tame her, give her something to visualize On my couch watching DVR'd "American Dad" Man those new Celine bags are so to die for I'm in that Porsche on Prozac, them suicide doors Watch her walk as the death becomes her, cause Mrs. Tarantino kill bills, no wonder My heaven is the present, so maybe this is it. Pray to God every night to make me believe he exists Drink a fifth of vodka, I don't need no sponsor, Heard a preacher holler, make him hold these souls

[hyydra-blog]

This is the part where they kinda fall in love a little bit. But I feel like anything we put here wouldn’t do justice to what really happens when a person you meet ends up in your life out of nowhere. But know that it’s exactly how you expect it to be, but also more. It’s a big inside joke that you can’t mess up and only one other person in the world gets. It’s not a very pretty or perfect love, or even necessarily a romantic love. It doesn’t look cool. It’s more like two helpless things in the wild, and one says “I’ll protect you”, and both parties know it’s a lie because there’s no way either of them can protect the other from anything. That lie is the best way to describe this love. That feeling of not having to say “I’m scared”, because you share the exact feelings without having words over or under complicate it, that’s worth more than protection. It’s a connection. The less alone. This is all we look for on earth.

Donald Glover

[hyydra-blog]

NAOMI: You ever think we're in hell? This is all hell. Living on earth and being the only ones aware that it's all ending slowly.

THE BOY: No.

NAOMI: I read something that said more than likely we all just do this all again. It's all a cycle.

THE BOY: I like that theory.

NAOMI: Yeah. (then) See you're not such a lonely boy.

[aestheticwolf]

Sitcom laughs always freaked him out. Because most of those people are dead. Those are ghost laughs. Laughs that are supposed to be gone forever linger on earth after every mid 90s joke about teenage sex or someone saying "don't go there". Looking for their mouths, never finding them because they're gone. The laughs don't feel good because they're dead laughs. Those laughs aren't what they stood for anymore. They've been reappropriated. Now they're just sounds monkey descendants make when amused to cue other monkey descendants when to make the sounds at home.

Childish Gambino- Because the internet script

[kelztiel]

All I want for my birthday is to see gambino the day before at soma.

I'm getting too old for this.

[pltf-blog]

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