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Just realized i only had one good thing going for me… And i fucked it up by being me…

Workin hard or hardly workin #steampunk #chess

Workin hard or hardly workin #steampunk #chess

New track! x]

raisinbrandy:

i see a lot of posts on tumblr along the lines of “let’s watch movies and make out” and yeah i can see the fun in that if the movie is boring but if the movie is REALLY GOOD and has a lot of intense action scenes or dialogue then don’t kiss me don’t tOUCH ME DON’T LOOK AT ME BECAUSE YOU BETTER BE WATCHING THE GODDAMN CINEMATIC MASTERPIECE ON THE SCREEN WE CAN HAVE SEX AFTER THE AVENGERS SAVE THE CITY

Yeah.

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raisinbrandy:

i see a lot of posts on tumblr along the lines of “let’s watch movies and make out” and yeah i can see the fun in that if the movie is boring but if the movie is REALLY GOOD and has a lot of intense action scenes or dialogue then don’t kiss me don’t tOUCH ME DON’T LOOK AT ME BECAUSE YOU BETTER BE WATCHING THE GODDAMN CINEMATIC MASTERPIECE ON THE SCREEN WE CAN HAVE SEX AFTER THE AVENGERS SAVE THE CITY

Yeah.

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Hey tumblr. Those of you who will see this have followed me for one reason or another. I don’t really post much up online, much less write anything in my posts. Cause, who really gives a fuck right? So I might as well vent for a little. I’m 23 and I live at home with my parents in NJ. I have a girlfriend who I love and that loves me, friends that are awesome, and family that puts up with me. I should be grateful and happy for these things alone… But lately I’ve found myself feeling the lowest I’ve ever felt in my life. I should probably start by saying that the entirety of my life has been invested in music. It was my first love. My passion. My spirit and soul. My god. My universe. But everyone told me I couldn’t make a living from playing music. So when I graduated high school I went to college for engineering. I couldn’t manage to get past freshman year because I failed the same math course 3 times in a row. I passed it on the fourth attempt but by that time Sallie Mae found me unfit for any more loans. So I couldn’t afford to attend anymore. So I went to community college for audio engineering. My parents weren’t happy with that and told me I had to get a job because music wouldn’t get me anywhere. So I tried to do both. The school dropped my grants because I fell behind on my credits and I wasn’t able to keep my job. I’ve been through a few shit dead end jobs since. I’ve tried to study at home to be able to do something better that would get me a decent career, but I keep finding myself at another job i hate, to pay for loans i can’t really afford. i’ve basically failed at everything except for recording a couple of EP’s and being decent person to some of the people around me. Everyone tells me I’ll be alright, but it doesn’t feel that way. By this point it just seems like trying is pointless. There’s the rare occasion where I’ll catch wind of optimism and self motivation. “Fuck this. I’m gonna work my ass off and chase my dreams again”. And then life just decks me in the face again. I don’t want to try anymore. I have no goals. I have no dreams. No inspiration. The only thing I really wanted in life was to be remembered for my music. The one thing that gave me a true sense of purpose… But that’s foolish for me to think. Anyways, thanks for hearing me out internets. It’s been real.

Hey tumblr. Those of you who will see this have followed me for one reason or another. I don’t really post much up online, much less write anything in my posts. Cause, who really gives a fuck right? So I might as well vent for a little. I’m 23 and I live at home with my parents in NJ. I have a girlfriend who I love and that loves me, friends that are awesome, and family that puts up with me. I should be grateful and happy for these things alone… But lately I’ve found myself feeling the lowest I’ve ever felt in my life. I should probably start by saying that the entirety of my life has been invested in music. It was my first love. My passion. My spirit and soul. My god. My universe. But everyone told me I couldn’t make a living from playing music. So when I graduated high school I went to college for engineering. I couldn’t manage to get past freshman year because I failed the same math course 3 times in a row. I passed it on the fourth attempt but by that time Sallie Mae found me unfit for any more loans. So I couldn’t afford to attend anymore. So I went to community college for audio engineering. My parents weren’t happy with that and told me I had to get a job because music wouldn’t get me anywhere. So I tried to do both. The school dropped my grants because I fell behind on my credits and I wasn’t able to keep my job. I’ve been through a few shit dead end jobs since. I’ve tried to study at home to be able to do something better that would get me a decent career, but I keep finding myself at another job i hate, to pay for loans i can’t really afford. i’ve basically failed at everything except for recording a couple of EP’s and being decent person to some of the people around me. Everyone tells me I’ll be alright, but it doesn’t feel that way. By this point it just seems like trying is pointless. There’s the rare occasion where I’ll catch wind of optimism and self motivation. “Fuck this. I’m gonna work my ass off and chase my dreams again”. And then life just decks me in the face again. I don’t want to try anymore. I have no goals. I have no dreams. No inspiration. The only thing I really wanted in life was to be remembered for my music. The one thing that gave me a true sense of purpose… But that’s foolish for me to think. Anyways, thanks for hearing me out internets. It’s been real.

happinessbythekilowatts:

#8: “Don’t sell that cool car…”

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pretty ferrari…

pretty ferrari…

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