I'm Ethan and there is nothing at all I'm not interested in from doctor who to Tupac Shakur i will blog about anything I am interested in. I just made a skype so inbox me your info if you wanna skype.
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I need to follow more bloggers
Who actually discuss rap music. Not just the shit that’s poppin’ on iTunes, but actual music that isn’t fed to you. And none of the garbage that people leap at the chance to discuss. I also do not want to follow those popular “Hip Hop” blogs run by teenage white kids who don’t know shit about rap music or Hip Hop culture, but post gifs and pics all the fucking time. That is not what I want. So yeah… Don’t direct me to those blogs.
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Go Lethal, Go Lethal, Go Lethal, it’s your birthday
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hahaha yes i knew posted raps on tumblr was a good idea. Everything that was deleted when my phone crashed is on here in my drafts. Fuck yusssss
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yoooo tumblr followers I have returned to make another attempt at managing a blog
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2 missionaries gave me my own book of Mormon and I gave them my phone number so they could follow up on my readings. Meanwhile my qu'ran is in my backpack that I'm carrying with me
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My helper guy at family video was the dopest ever. Only person to ever attempt to help me
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Renting a game again cause I'm too lazy to walk back and get it but don't want late fees
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I write sad music which is weird cause write now my biggest problem is do I want to lay on my right or left side when I go to bed
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Why hasn't anyone noticed Peter capaldi played a doctor in World War Z
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If my body looked like my mind You might just find A garden full of scars And a few tattooed words Some of those sensitive verbs If my house looked like how i felt It'd be easy to tell I need help Lonesome cloud hanging over an empty graveyard with a rusty gate And if my age reflected how old I feel In the window you'd see a skeleton mourning over its last meal Everything would be so ominous and too surreal It wouldn't even feel real And the hardest thing to learn Is when it's time to burn Cause if there's one thing I know An empty house is a great place to grow When you take the shadows off the shelf And learn how to live with yourself It can even get a little sunny inside hell I know I burned some bridges Because of my decisions And I made some incisions On a few vital arteries Cut out people who are a part of me Ended a few friendships pretty heartlessly While I'm sitting in my mansion Feeling so abandoned I swear this isn't how I planned it Empty rooms in a lifeless house I don't know what it's all about No body around to hear me when I shout Not even sure if words are coming out my mouth Empty Picture Frames and suits of armor Collecting dust showing off from karma I swear I never meant to harm ya Every day brings me a little bit farther Away from where I want to be Somewhere there's a field of dreams I'm just too busy to see I can still see you from the other side of the bridge And if I had one wish It would be to have a little pine So I could try to make it fine On the other side who knows what I will find Cause this loneliness is traumatic And I'm really in a panic Standing at the end of my dock Green light flashing like a clock I use it as a reminder That if I left this mansion I could find her And I know it's an illusion But it's my only solution To try and solve all this confusion Even if it's just delusion At least it keeps me moving Cause even in the darkest night At the end there's a light And I just have to fight And reach it with some might
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if it isn’t already, #selfiesteem should be a thing bc when u look cute and feel good u should document it and every one should kno
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