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It's the heart that really matters in the end.
I'm Sammy.
19. Taurus. Houston.
Come talk to me.
Have a good day :)
~ Thursday, May 31 ~
~ Wednesday, May 30 ~
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I hate when people do this shit. Make a fight fair. Fist to fist. None of this hair pullin, hit you while you on the ground shit.
Damn, bitch. What the fuck. I hope her ass is behind bars right now. That was fuckin brutal.
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~ Monday, May 28 ~
~ Saturday, May 26 ~
Who’s really good at waking up and wants to give me a wake up call?
Hit my ask up. I’m serious guys. I need someone to make sure I’m awake. It’s vital.
~ Friday, May 25 ~
~ Thursday, May 24 ~
~ Tuesday, May 22 ~
~ Sunday, May 20 ~
~ Friday, May 18 ~
There are those car rides home where you just hear everything. The white noise of your stereo, the deep sighs of your lungs, the distant engines of your surrounding others. But during all of this, your mind races. Words are flying like shooting stars in the unknown space of your head. Ideas sprout like unwanted weeds and chain out like malicious gossip.
I’m tired of this winding circle of thoughts. At that point I just want to be home. Sleep. And forget it all.
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~ Monday, May 14 ~
Posts that have made me click the 
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I used to take my brother riding when we were lil, he gave me this today after his sixth grade graduation, and told me I was still his hero. (Taken with instagram)
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i still don’t get why we’re writing on paint samples
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seriously, fuck girls. i’m becoming asexual.
