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About Me

My name is Samantha Jo Durbin.

No, I'm not available. Yes, I'm getting married. I miss my family all the time. I wish I got see them twice as often as I do. I miss old friends, but I love my new ones.
I don't count calories. I love vegetables. Yeah, you know, those things that are good for you? Like Broccoli? *drool*. I love cold beer. I don't like hard liquor. I smoke camel lights. a lot of them.
If you have a problem with me, or anything I do, I suggest you keep it to yourself. Don't talk shit to get a rise out of me, because I really don't care if you make things up about me. :)
But other than that. I love to meet new people, I love to party, I love to read, I love to love a lot of things. :)
xoxox.

My Blog

A bit of a babble.

"Anyone can hide. Facing up to things, working through them, THAT'S what makes you strong" - The Truth About Forever.Most of the time, I don't know whether I am take two steps forward or three steps b...
Posted by on Wed, 17 Jun 2009 08:55:00 GMT

It's not enough to say that I miss you.

The good, the bad, the ugly, and the depressing.I love all of these people to death.Forgive the huge pictures, photobucket fails at resizing.http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v295/SamanthaD/S5 030790.j...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Mar 2009 08:11:00 GMT

Dear Daddy.

No matter what anyone has said...infact..no matter what I have said. Just know that I love you dearly. You were/ARE the best friend I have ever had. You will always be in my heart. I wish you were her...
Posted by on Fri, 06 Feb 2009 17:23:00 GMT

Wasteland.

Winter Wasteland I'm sure you have heard the Christmas carol "Winter Wonderland" more than just a few times. Songs like that make me turn my nose up in disgust. Why, you ask? Well you see - I'm...
Posted by on Sat, 03 Jan 2009 19:43:00 GMT

Rescue, 911.

We're going to lose her. Succumb I want to fall to the floor.  I want to cling to your memory but when I reach there's no one there.I want to stay in this dismay.  Asphyxiate...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Sep 2008 07:13:00 GMT

You can let go.

Wind blowin' on my face Sidewalk flyin' beneath my bike A five year-old's first taste Of what freedom's really like He was runnin' right beside me His hand holdin' on the seat I took a deep breath and...
Posted by on Sun, 13 Jul 2008 09:36:00 GMT

The first day of my life.

I remember feeling lost, like I was a small child in the middle of a big city all alone.  I felt like I wasn't whole.  I was living as a shattered little girl, bits and pieces missing all ov...
Posted by on Sun, 29 Jun 2008 22:09:00 GMT

Disturbia.

Today someone said something to me that made my heart drop.  It's surprising sometimes how few of words can cause the hardest impact.  I was asked if I would be working next Sunday which I p...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Jun 2008 08:02:00 GMT

Regrowth.

oops. i didn't mean to sound so emo-tional.   I am dead. I have walked alone amongst unforgiving people, who will never truely understand. I am a wreck.  I have sat in the dark, hugging myse...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 11:03:00 GMT