“Her eyes fade with the rain, it’s form creating obsene monsters on the panes, the forms inside the orange glow laugh and smile, the concrete beneath her bare feet rough, her dark hair plastered to her shoulders, the thin dress hugging her skin, small drops of the sky’s tears streak off the tip of her nose. Her eyelashes mesh, allowing her neck to roll backward in a motion much like the weather, a gargled scream fills the courtyard around her, “Come home.” she cries, a soft whimper as her body falls against the cold glass in a lump, “It’s time to come home now…” she whispers.”
—hello, a collection of poetry by Samantha Russo
April 2009
sarah. gerberbitch.
Why are you home.
again?
I will kill you.
sweetdreams.
gmailchat.
misssamantharusso@gmail.com
Rainbow or Chocolate
Jimmies, Jimmys, Sprinkles?
Jack, please refrain from posting photos where I can see your bare shoulder. It's basically screaming "SAM, YOU KNOW I'M NAKED AND JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER!"
Awkward.
Sam, I’m wearing pants, its ok.
Thank God.
Jack, please refrain from posting photos where I can see your bare shoulder. It's basically screaming "SAM, YOU KNOW I'M NAKED AND JUST GOT OUT OF THE SHOWER!"
Awkward.
“We all know that a girl’s best friend is the person she is most jealous of.”
—(via anotherdamnartist) or the one who knows and can relate to everything you are. and who always knows what words are needed. (via willowtree) or the one who can ignore the worst nights, attitudes, and fights.
“We all know that a girl’s best friend is the person she is most jealous of.”
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“Friendship is just a big dominance battle.”
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I'm poisoning my brain....
Daisy of Love.
fuck….
“humidity rolls, sweat pools on the small of her back, his hands dig into her thin hips, her fingernails drag down his angled shoulders, his dry lips smother hers, passion entwined into a tight braid; a lovers knot.”
—hello, a collection of poetry by Samantha Russo
