cuetheconfetti:

dammit if someone can tell me the chords to the beginning of Theo Katzman’s ‘Brooklyn’ I’ll love you forever cause I cannot figure it out

Please #theokatzman #guitar

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cuetheconfetti:

dammit if someone can tell me the chords to the beginning of Theo Katzman’s ‘Brooklyn’ I’ll love you forever cause I cannot figure it out

Someone please

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"Brigham Young, his nose is a clitoris. What will you do Joseph, will you fight the clitoris man?"
This is possibly the best song in the show

It’s been a long time… Need to use this more often. Been getting busier and busier.

Another cool video

This is awesome

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I love poetry. Spoken Word, I’ve tried to start writing. Don’t judge.

Where are you god in this time of desperate measures,

I Need YOU to help me with the pressures

Of my life family and friends, I just seem to be hurting

I try to stop it all though I KNOW I am deserving

There you are, you have been there on the wall

Why when you appear you must appear so small

And every day

Every day

Every day

I pray to you and you come

You come to me, the some

The few, out of all people I love your understanding

And it hurrtssssssssss

It hurts it hurts my soul To feel all this backhanding

Everything I seem to be is all but just demanding

And I complain and I whine like the pansy I KNOW I AM

And after a while, I just can’t seem to stand

Humanity. I need people, I know people are there for me

Though, I can see, maybe I am scared of it

Just walk away to a day which everyone can see me

Not just faults, not my failures but truly all of my human being

AND WALK AWAY!

To see a different picture

I can’t stand to read anymore scripture

Just free me from myself, my constant way of thinking

Before I think before I do, every time I’m speaking

And I knowwwww, that soon my ship is sinking

I’ve seemed to lose connections with people who help me find my meaning

I shut. Myself off. And just. Complain.

Watch it all, spin down, the drain.

I slowly go insane

Locked in a prison within my own device

Everything to me just doesn’t seem to suffice

AND I HATE IT

I miss my constant joy

Constant appreciation

World takes me up and surrounds with devastation.

And maybe I’m not the type to believe in reincarnation

BUT IF I DID. I hope I wouldn’t come back like this.

I would want to come back as I used to feel

I search for that feeling day and night

Every space I search it seems so tight

There are times when I wish I would see the light

And get me through this moment.

Be able to openly express myself

To put all of my thoughts and feelings on a shelf

The whole world can see

Me

While I can just be

Me

Not a care in the world, I am the only one

This way of living has just start to begun

And I’m getting excited because this thought sounds like fun

And I know

I truly have started to live.

 

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American Horror Story has become one of my favorite shows.