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Hey Tumblr gang long time no see. I forgot my password, but here is a new/old song, called “Maybe Soon”.
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.
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.
#riffwarsoriginal #guitar #ambient #acoustic #original #song #music #martin #martinpride #johnmayer #jmguitar #night #gt27
If I could talk a thousand miles an hour, but if I don't speak to you what does it matter. #guitar #johnmayer #martinpride #martin #music #song #original #singersongwriter #acoustic #ambient #gt27 (at writing in bed)
Part 8 of the Ruby sessions #johnmayer #JimiHendrix #guitar #fender #gibson #lespaul #solo #riffwars #music #gt27
Part 7 of the Ruby sessions #johnmayer #JimiHendrix #buddyguy #guitar #groove #fender #gibson #lespaul #riffwars #blues #gt27 #music
Part 6 of the ruby sessions #johnmayer #JimiHendrix #buddyguy #gibson #fender #lespaul #groove #music #guitar #solo #riffwars #blues #gt27