Jake Marley does stuff

Can anyone guess how many E pills I put up my butt before this picture was taken!?

This used to be my bedroom before my Mom died. I miss her deeply, I also miss having an endless supply of ganja :( Guess that’s life

WESTERNPAHEARTBEAT by Jake Marley

I worked really hard on this, more than 7 views would be less depressing... But I mean I def appreciate those 7 views.  At least i know this is easily the most fire music on YouTube with only 7 views. Or its at least top in the top 10..... Top 10 music with 7 views.....

When I’m not making heartfelt emo music.... I’m making autotuned trash because it’s fun and cathartic in it’s own beautiful way.

Portraits of Pittsburgh by the rapper Jake Marley

Made this work of art 7 years ago and never posted it anywhere, I’m sorry I let you down pizza cat. 

ASTRO-GIFS!! More coming soon... 

Somerset County, Pennsylvania at Night by JakeMarley

When the sixth grader who knows too many big words doesn’t realize he’s being brainwashed 

Hey guys. I know every douche bag on the internet has a mixtape to promote, but I’ve poured so damn much of myself into these songs and it really kills my faith in everything to see it just sit around with 38 views. Figured my tumblr pplz are usually more open minded than the rest...

Here’s a kitty getting crunk to lighten the mood after my last posts.

So for anyone who didn’t see the photo-set I posted, this is a poem I’ve written for my mother who passed away last month. It’s the most painful and personal piece of art I’ve ever created, and it gives me a lot of anxiety putting this out there but I owe it to her. Please give it a chance, for the most punk rock mom to have ever existed.

So my mom died last month and it’s left me as fucked up as you can imagine. She was a punk in the 80s and is 110% responsible for my art and creativity, which is truly only thing I have. Film, photo, rap, poetry, beats; she inspired and supported it all no matter how hopelessly large. I would be an incredibly boring person without her. I love photography for all the self indulgent fun reasons, but the truly important thing about viewing life through a camera lens is that you're capturing moments you’ll never have back again. For instance holding my mother’s hand for the very last time, as pictured above. Or having the last three years of her life in brilliant color on my hard drive.  Below is a poem I wrote for my mother, I’ve put some very personal stuff on the internet but this is by far the most painful piece of art I’ve ever posted. If anyone else is living the same hell that I am, or going through a battle with self harm like my own that I describe in the poem below, or no matter what your struggle is, even if you just feel completely alone; I’m always here to talk. I love everyone. Rest in Peace Mom, a poem: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4IrxSkhgMQ

my nerdy Kate Nash fast raps