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Sam's Blurty:
| Friday, November 20th, 2009 | |
| 8:02 pm | I'm sweating every inch of my skin You're not sweating me at all Tell your girlfriend someone's call her You should probably leave her You love her, you love her but its been so many years And she's starting to crack That bitch ain't the same as she was freshman year It's the night that we wait for To make the great escape when the darkness falls I know I'll be holding you in my arms. |
| 8:00 pm | If I wait any longer I know I will combust Questioning my feelings, like Is this only lust? But the days since I have seen you have passed me by so slow it's tearing me apart inside That's something you should know Can we try this once? We could work it out I will work for you of this I have no doubt You could dry my tears with the words you shout Cause my back's against the wall I'm only three feet tall And I've never said the right thing That made you want to call |
| Monday, November 16th, 2009 | |
| 11:17 pm | Once upon a time, there was a beautiful young zombie who emerged from the hardened soil two days after burial. He wrinkled his nose at the renewed sunlight and took solace in the cool freeze that swept across the graveyard. Taking a step back, he stared at his tombstone. With his icy hard digit he etched the marble to appear as if he had never succumbbed to mortality. Pausing, so the wind would rid of the dust, he feigned a smile at his handiwork, and the work he has yet to do. |
| Sunday, May 10th, 2009 | |
| 3:00 pm | I wrote this in my diary three years ago, and I love it. she said, "I want to spend the rest of my nights with you," he said, "you don't know how much pain we'd have to go through. I can't make this work baby You can't make this work baby We can't make this work baby." she said, "I want to see your jeans sprawled across my floor," he said, "girl i can't be like that with you anymore this is bigger than both of us and we both can't take it i'm not gonna do it because I know I'll have to fake it she said, "i got 20 bucks, that'll do us just fine. get you drunk and i'll make you mine," he said, "please, this will take more than a cheap box of win. you know that youre in every minute of my day and each shadow on the way spells out your name." she said, "tell me what you want, boy, tell me what you need. i'll be as pretty as those girls on the covers of magazines." he said, "red lips and a pout isn't what i need. its like a fish out of water; already done the deed. physical attraction isnt what its about make me hear music when you shout my name from your lungs when i'm deep inside you." |
| Saturday, December 8th, 2007 | |
| 6:13 pm | iwishyouwerestillheresoicouldattempttogetwithyou.ilovewhenyoureintown. crazy. i still think of you. almost every day. i cant shake these feelings, no matter what i do. i still get that feeling when i see you. i still want us. we're so opposite, it could almost work. i wish you could see that. You can never talk serious. You blow off every discussion when the subject turns to something you don't feel like talking about. And it's sickening. Sometimes I feel like distancing myself from when you do stuff like that. You treat me so bad, and you don't even realize. You say such cutting things to me, and you don't even realize. I could tape it for you, so you could see, and you still wouldn't admit it. You're not perfect. It seems like you are keeping things from me, and I think it may be on purpose. But I'm not going to give you the attention you crave. i wish you wouldnt worship her. i wish you knew what i knew, saw what i saw, then you'd really know. and hopefully, you'd change your mind. |
| Wednesday, August 15th, 2007 | |
| 7:41 pm | Okay, I found this in my purse. I wrote it sometime during the school year. Obviously it's not based on personal experience, because it has never happend to me, nor have I ever felt this way about somebody. But it would be nice, wouldn't it? "There are a lot of things in life I do not know; like how to do a cartwheel, why cats are afraid of water, or why blue and yellow makes green. I've only been sure of one thing. Ever. My whole life I doubted myself, until you came along. I've never felt so sure or so right until that one precious day, freshly etched in my memory, when I looked into your deep brown eyes, and spoke those sacred three words. And when you said it back, my muscles relaxed, my jaw unclenched, my tongue falling softly back into its pallet, resting behind my teeth. You broke my heart that day, and it was right. I gave you a piece of my heart that I will never get back. I am with you forever. And then you gently pushed my hair behind my ear, and you cradled my face in your hands like I was fragile porclein. You looked into my eyes and leaned in. I close mine, and I swear, the world stopped. Your wet lips overcame my small, dainty mouth and I died. I died right there in your amrs and I am yours. Forever." So I'm really stupid and sappy. I'm sorry. |