jail-bait

I'm the girl that was originally named Samantha, but is always called Sam or Samasaurus by the cool kids . I'm the girl that was born on August 29th 1988, and is currently 16 years old, and barely surviving . The girl who is standing tall at 5'2, with really short brown hair, that changes every other week . I'm that girl that's eye color actually changes from blue to green, depending on her mood . I'm the girl that lives in Delaware with her grandmother, because her relationship with her mother is shit . I'm the girl who goes to Sussex Tech and majors in Cosmetology, but still isn't sure what direction her life is heading in . The girl who th

Sweet memories of the passionate kisses you planted all over me, are still swarming through-out my mind . Those words, these feelings, this love, that touch, it's pure perfection . I noticed it the second you gently ran your hands down my body, for the first time . The tingling sensation was just so real .. So wonderful . I knew from that moment on, that you weren't just any ordinary man . You were so amazingly special . It was your unique touch that told me to hold on to you, and to never let you go . That you were real and that hurting me was something you could never bring yourself to do . Your distinctive touch has shown me how strong and

i kissed you on monday. i felt your sweet love filter through me i kissed you on tuesday. at that moment, i became everything i ever wanted to be. i kissed you on wednesday. this time, a more tense and fragile flow. i kissed you on thursday. there must be something i don't know. i kissed you on friday. your taste was stale and unwanting. i kissed you on saturday. i could no longer feel your love flaunting. i kissed you on sunday. your lips were stone cold; your breath, like ice. i kissed you in my dreams. there, the only place we can experiance anything nice.