We liked
We loved
We embraced
We kissed
We jumped
We skipped
We traveled
We ran
We ate
We gave
We laughed
We napped
We whispered
We fought
We cried
We sighed
We stopped
We had enough

Or so we thought…

We prayed.
We sought.
We repented.
We healed.
We forgave.
We reconciled.
We restored.
We understand.
We grew.
We reassured.
We loved again.

Yet we did not make it this last time.


— 7.23.13

Tags: love

Throwback to a great weekend in SF.



Abandoned Amusement Park in New Orleans

they say New orleans is haunted… this has proved the theory 100%

I was sending photos like this to everyone when I started writing Nightmare in Silver. There is something uniquely disturbing about abandoned Amusement Parks.


(Source: motionburnsthemood, via cocaineflamingos-deactivated201)

Mighty Morphin’ Power Rangers by Fpeniche


(Source: wzrdkelley, via vitaminellegrah)

So calm.

Sometimes the goofy faced, unedited, bad angled photos make the best ones.

"You are a sinner, a great, desperate sinner; now come, as the sinner that you are, to God who loves you.

He wants you as you are; he does not want anything from you, a sacrifice, a work; he wants you alone… .

You can hide nothing from God.

The mask you wear before men will do you no good before him.

He wants to see you as you are, he wants to be gracious to you.”

—Dietrich, Bonhoeffer

"We are the same in how we talk: the petty subjects of conversation, the toxic cynicism lacing our speech, the obscene language, the general negativity … same.

We are the same in the way we dress, the way we drink, the way we smoke, the movies and TV we watch, the music we listen to, the pop culture we consume, and the way we cordon off “spirituality” in a manner that keeps it from interfering with our pursuits of pleasure.

We are the same (maybe worse) in the way we shred each other to pieces in the blogosphere, caddily gossip about each others’ social media posts, and jump to complaining before we think about complementing.

It’s all the same… And we wonder why so few bother with Christianity anymore. By the looks of many Christians, it offers nothing radically different or new.”

—Brett McCracken