April 18, 2017   Photograph   We’re all just poor, passing photographs Snapshots and misshapen mishaps Formed by laughs and relapse Printed in aberrated facts Torn and tapered edges Jampackedtimelapse Sincerely forgotten pledges Instead of toothsmile wedges Given to quell sketches Disappearing reckless digitals We were developed from negatives Flipping through album sedatives Skipping…


I watched Suicide Squad tonight. A fellow student committed suicide last weekend.

¡Pura Vida!

Don’t commit suicide ever. Dead is forever. You are more. Jesus died for you because you were worth saving.


Every once in a while, dont just stick to the crowd. Go into the nooks and crannies and find a universe sometime, okay?

Empty Gold

My sister will be married by Friday. Maybe there’s still time to find where my real treasure lies.

Skies Fly

Written for one of my best friends in the world, whose mind is a treasure-trove that i have only known for several months, i wrote this may 8th on the ride up to SLC. The trip through the luscious green mountains was lifechanging.


This post was made November 2015 when some students left because of not being stood up for.