vivrant thing









Blasting holes in the night till she bled sunshine.


"Didn’t have a clue that the rapper was helping the rapers, raiders of the villagers, pillagers of the schools. Shooters of the innocent, torturers of the witnesses, burners of the businesses And my bracelet was the fuel."
—  Lupe Fiasco, “Conflict Diamonds”
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