Friday, June 12, 2015


So I went on a few adventures this month. I wish I had more people close by willing to drop everything and go with me. Last summer was really lonely, so I'm prepared to anticipate it again this year. Anyway, I'm glad that my camera has gotten to see the light of day the past couple weeks. Hopefully the next few months will provide some more little road trips. Enjoy.

Check out my flickr for more pictures from my mini road trip and hiking in Muir Woods.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

The Weight

This has been the past couple months in a nutshell. Lots of adventures, lots of tough times too. I'm pushing through it. I'm a big supporter of iPhone photography.

Earl Sweatshirt at The Warfield on 4/7

Intuition at Brick and Mortar on 5/16

Speak at Brick and Mortar on 5/16

"People love to act like they care about shit."

Saturday, May 16, 2015

10:54 pm on a Sunday night

A different type of murder mystery.

10:54 pm on Sunday night

Picture this: It’s late. It’s freezing in the parking lot. I’m exhausted and grumpy from an eight hour shift of retail. 

There’s a pile of fresh laundry on my bed and an unopened psychology textbook waiting for me at home, but I know I’m going to microwave a plate of leftovers and fall asleep on the couch watching late night reruns. 

I’m just not in the mood, not for anything. 

But I look down at my phone for the first time in four hours and there’s 47 missed calls and suddenly my heart drops out of my ass and I’m about to piss myself in fear because there’s been this feeling in the back of my head that something is wrong, like a piece of the world has fallen out of the sky and I could just sense it and suddenly I knew why. 

Suddenly I knew why.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Cherry Bomb

It gets rough and then it gets easy and for some reason it just gets rough again. I miss being able to walk to the beach in five minutes to catch a quick sunset every night. I honestly can't remember the last time that I got to go outside and just sit and watch the sunset for half an hour, with a friend or just by myself sitting in the grass. That's one of the things I miss most of all; it was just like a couple minutes out of my day when I could just relax and think. No one ever wants to watch the sunset with me out here. I miss having friends to talk to just a few doors down. Everything about this place makes me feel uneasy. Everything and everyone just makes me feel more lonely. Even my photography has gotten worse because I have trouble finding beauty in my surroundings. I get tired of songs I've listened to once. I want to burn my entire closet. Everything sucks. I would give anything to live at the beach again.