Hey Tumblr gang long time no see. I forgot my password, but here is a new/old song, called “Maybe Soon”.
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@geoffreyt27
Hey Tumblr gang long time no see. I forgot my password, but here is a new/old song, called “Maybe Soon”.
OH MY GOD
fun fact: The last supper would have been more like this, according to tradition:
so casual i love it
a sleepover with jc and the boys
fuck this post
I wanna come out comfort zone this year. That is my goal. I hate being in my own little box bc it’s just limiting me when I can do so many great things and know so many great people.
romeo and juliet are ridiculous but i can’t really blame them because i too briefly fall in love with anyone who shows me affection
this reminds me of that Van Gogh quote
Or the fact that he was homeless for a good bit of his life and had one bowl in his possession that he used for both painting + eating because he couldn’t afford another to separate the two, and paint still very much contained lead back then. Or ya know, that. That COULD be it.
Looks like one of my posts. :(
!! FUHNHAUS’ FIRST GIVEAWAY !!
i can’t believe it but fuhnhaus is turning one on april 22nd !! it blows my fucking mind tbh. what started off as a one-off cap of adam’s tweet has become a fully fledged blog with almost one thousand caps of dumb tweets. clearly i hate myself more than i thought………….but i don’t hate you guys, y’all the best part of this entire experience !! which leads me to….
!! RULES !!
mbf @fuhnhaus
one like & one reblog only pls
US only (sorry international bbys :’C)
if you’re under 18, make sure whoever you’re living with is okay with getting a package from a stranger first
giveaway ends April 22nd, 2016 12PM EST
!! PRIZES !!
any (1) shirt from the selection above !! any (1) non-apparel item* !! funhaus yearbook poster !!
!! PLEASE PUT WHAT YOU WANT IN THE TAGS !!
*does not include the funhaus microplush blanket
no, but seriously, thanks for all the love this past year. this has been one of the most rewarding blogs i’ve run in a very long time. ♡ if you have any other questions, just send me an ask or instant message !!
i’m moving to fucking wyoming, there may not be alot there but at least i won’t get shot.
Bill Nye looks like he’s about to drop the hottest album of 2015.
He might, shit
real shit
he should call that shit "Global Warming” or “Global Warning”
My new project
I have an idea for a complete media project. Where it revolves around 4 songs, 1 written piece, 4 pictures, 1 movie and 1 drawing. All creative outlets to be used for one day. Stretched to my limit trying to create as much as possible in a set amount of time and release it as a snapshot into my brain. However it turns out, it’ll still be released. It’ll be the real me.
Bernie Sanders is like a real life Leslie Knope. All he's trying to do is make this hell hole better but all of the Pawneeins keep putting their faith in Senator Jam. Why is America Pawnee. Why is Trump actually Senator Jam. Why.
Absent
sorry i’ve been gone for a while but tumblr has fallen off the social media agenda for me. Follow me on instagram geoffreyt27 and snapchat groffreyt27 yeah i spelled it,,, wrong wanna fight about it.
"Let's not waste the moonlight, let's not waste it tonight. Ohhh nooo, Ohhh nooo." (at Sugar Hill, Georgia)
I'll start off by saying these are my truths and hope that they may shed some insight. I too struggle from time to time with inadequacy and dwell upon the misfortune I find in the search for life. I call myself a loser and there is no reproach just in reclaiming any other name. I lose sight of importance and the gazes of others upon me. I feel small and unworthy of any adjective placed upon me unless it is in some fleeting light. My days become repetitive and unimaginably cruel to feel no worth and no reason. An empty shell of a boy. But still I hold tight to music, knowing it to be a saving grace. I hold out for love, though with no experience I feel it may be real. And I hold on to happiness however quick it seems to come and go.
I realize others may have it worse, but that is of no consequence to me. I am only experiencing things through my eyes and mine alone. So however someone else feels I can only do so through mine own and try and filter it through what little empathy I still have.
I love big words and sounding smart as i yell them into an empty cavern. I day dream of fame and fortune but move no closer to having an actual grasp of it. I fancy myself a poet knowing not truly what I say. And most of all I am sad at all the lost days that got away.
I struggle with the mighty and meager things. I shuffle through my house and only there every day. I find it difficult to move on, from fear of the unknown and known because of the comfort that this quicksand comprised of blankets allows me. I’m comfortable in my discomfort and maybe that explains a lot.
I’m tired of typing now and fear this has done nothing more than doom this night. I look forward to tomorrow and the hope that something goes right. So with hope in tact and my mind somewhat clear. I will waste all my night and try not to be consumed by the fear.