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in this peice of clothing people like to wear for any sort of formal occasion. It doesn’t make sence to me why it seems to be required to wear a dress for a formal occasion. Wearing dress pants and a nice shirt seems just as nice.

Posted By samantha On 05.18.2010 @ 4:26 pm

lack of love, lack of respect, lack of faith, lack of life, lack of wish, lack of believing, lack of imagination, lack of friendship. gain gain gain.

Posted By samantha On 05.13.2010 @ 3:28 pm

wealth is a forearm, and and good health. an open mind and good advice. wealth is having family and friends who need you. wealth is knowing that where ever you may be, you know you can call mother..and she’ll be on the first plane to where you are. wealth is love, lots and lots of love.

Posted By Samantha On 05.12.2010 @ 10:17 pm

Some people refer to others as having, “a wealth of knowledge”. Well, I don’t know how to accumulate a regular fortune, but getting one of knowledge seems pretty easy to me. You have to what? Just live and think. It’s the simplest thing in the world.

Posted By Samantha On 05.12.2010 @ 8:01 pm

standing it what occurs while you wait. whether your standing in line or standing at work, standing is what you live through. its waiting, waiting for something to end or something to happen, its what life is made of, nothing but standing around and wanting more but never getting it, just standing still.

Posted By samantha On 05.11.2010 @ 4:41 pm

hot kinky sex.=p

Posted By samantha On 05.05.2010 @ 9:58 am

Roller coast. FLYINNGGGG, zipping thew the theme park like a mad man, like one is eating goats a a childs birthday party, feeding deer while you eat sour cream by its self.

Posted By Samantha On 04.15.2010 @ 8:26 pm

I slid the coaster towards her and winked. My number was written on the back. She walked seductively towards me and smiled. She pulled the collar of my shirt and gestured me to follow her. I eagerly got up and followed.

Posted By Samantha On 04.15.2010 @ 12:46 pm

There was a deer in the middle of the road. A car came by that turned into a spaceship and flew it to outerspace where it vacationed beside the spaceship’s swimming pool sipping margharitas and enjoying the good life.

Posted By Samantha On 04.14.2010 @ 8:33 am

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be a leukemia patient, as horrible as that sounds. I think it would be an ultimate test of my strength, and at the moment, I’m pretty sure just about anything short of a bug could teat me apart.

Posted By Samantha On 04.11.2010 @ 11:27 pm

well i always wonder, and it turns to be like, well…i may be wrong…well it could be this way. well…i just don’t know. i will never know.

Posted By samantha On 05.02.2009 @ 9:04 pm

glossy. like lip gloss. a shiny, puckering kiss. smothered with sparkles and so translucent. yet i can almost see my reflection in the lips. hair sticks to the lips when the wind blows. Because of the gloss. Glossy. like a magazine cover. glossy lips on a glossy magazine cover.

Posted By samantha On 04.29.2009 @ 10:48 am

A meter is a unit of measurement. This unit of measurement is most similar to the American unit the yard. Though they are slightly different lengths, they are most similar to one another in different measurement systems; the meter is from the Metric System and the yard is part of the Standard System.

Posted By Samantha On 05.14.2009 @ 3:31 pm

She looked out from the balcony at the people gathering in the courtyard below. The walls of the garden were adorned with tiny lights that wove into the vines. Torches stood at the door, greeting people for the wedding of the century.

Posted By Samantha On 05.12.2009 @ 7:20 am

you make me feel electric in the worst way. I want to unplug and let the batteries die. but they’re still full of your charge.

Posted By samantha On 05.06.2009 @ 5:21 pm

I love to pretend. When I was younger I guess I didn’t really pretend that much. Or maybe I did? I use to pretend that me and my friend Steph were sailor scouts and we had powers that we had to keep secret and we would bounce on her trampoline pretending to fight crime and stuff. I miss her so much shes like a sister to me.

Posted By Samantha On 05.04.2009 @ 3:48 pm

Shooting star. Close your eyes. Breathe in, breathe out. Cross you fingers, cross your heart, wish to die. Chant a rhyme.

Posted By Samantha On 12.10.2008 @ 9:51 am

I remember the time were I decided that Jackie’s boyfriend was hott, and when I realized that I liked my best friend’s cousin who’s like a brother to her.(He is soooo nice and hott. (Lawl.)

Posted By Samantha On 01.31.2009 @ 2:50 pm

I’m a lock. I am locked up like a caged animal. I am inside bars, inside my own skin, and I can’t get out without dying.

Or maybe if I could break out of my skin it would set me free.

There’s not a lock on the door to my bedroom and I hate it. I feel vulnerable.

Posted By samantha On 01.30.2009 @ 12:54 pm

in the middle of the night she heard a wierd sound. she was so scared she didnt want to get out of bed. but she knew if she didnt at least go see what it was she would never be able to sleep. so she got up as quietly as she could.

Posted By samantha On 01.27.2009 @ 8:44 pm

Carton like the carton that Lauren gave Mriah. That was a nice present and I wish I had gotten something really nice like that. All of auren’s gift wi;l have awesome and touvhing meaning about i. I love her so she is a good friend. Asfley’s is a fuck being stupid with her gum chewing I wish they’d stop selling gum it’s just gross.

Posted By Samantha On 01.07.2009 @ 7:27 pm

only you can make my heart beat in such a wounderfull way only you can hold me like you do you are the only one for me the only one i want to be with the only one i wish to see every morning when i wake up only you can put this smile on my face i love only you

Posted By samantha On 01.06.2009 @ 7:04 am

only you hold my heart, and i can’t stop thinking about only you. You may be the only solution to anything that I’ve every done in my life. I didn’t realise until you came around that this may be the only way that my life is supposed to be. I know it sounds crazy, since I’ve been straight my entire life, but when I discovered how you felt, I knew it was the only way.

Posted By Samantha On 01.05.2009 @ 4:58 pm

sighing fucking flying kissing zippers bracing sheets whispers moans echoes bliss throbbing pounding passion red thumping bursting biting licking digging scratching pain pain pain pain pain bliss love hatred beauty joy tears together

Posted By Samantha On 12.17.2008 @ 4:29 pm

Sighing flying soaring, above above, look, over there now. Away, she flies, she’s pure bliss, her depression – gone. Her troubles – even more gone. her feelings, her thoughts…whisked away with the wind. sighing flying soaring dipping screaming crashing falling burning aching dying dying dying dead, nevermind. It’s back, it’s all back, it’s coming to get her. It’s back. it engulfs her…takes her…she’s gone.

Posted By Samantha On 12.17.2008 @ 4:25 pm

I sighed heavily as the weights just dropped onto my shoulders. My sister was having a phone conversation with my narcissistic father, on the verge of tears because he’d just told her that he doesn’t care. About what, I wasn’t sure, but just to hear that from him, those three words…just confirmed all of our beliefs about him. He really didn’t care about us. I sighed once more and grabbed the key to my stash, desperate for some sort of relief.

Posted By Samantha On 12.17.2008 @ 4:23 pm

holy trinity, what’s that all about. the holy trifecta. HOVA. holy water. baptisms freak me out. I don’t want to get dunked into a river or a lake or a fucking kiddie pool to wash my sins off. Noooo thank-you, sir. I’d rather play in the kiddie pool instead.

Posted By Samantha On 04.08.2010 @ 10:26 pm

Holy falls down through open skys. No one asks. No one know why. Fill it up in sacks. Fly it away somewhere high. high. high/ high.

Posted By samantha On 04.08.2010 @ 5:01 pm

I think of my heart. I hear it when I think of him. He’s amazing and all I need. I hope it stays this way. What would I do without him? Love, love, love! What a beautiful word! I’m so glad I finally expressed it.

Posted By Samantha On 04.03.2009 @ 10:48 pm

Butterflys. They migrate during the winter. I went to a butterfly mueseum before. I don’t really remember it much. I think I’m going to another next week, when my cousins visit. Butterflies are really beautiful. I wonder how they got their names. Hmmmmm……..

Posted By Samantha On 04.03.2009 @ 8:54 pm