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About Me

My name is Sam. I'd like to recite a poem that I read "Laugh, you butterfly that dances in the mud. Laugh, you piece of dental floss you burn me toast. Laugh, you pig that flies in the sky with rainbow twinkie fluid and three liters of high octane petrole." -TG 95 12 o.oo.44 fantasy layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts.com / MyHotComments

My Interests

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I used to have god listed. Since meeting god through myspace I had to come up with a new one. I will take a page frome Curse Mackey(Evil Mothers). I would love to meet my parents the night they were about to concieve me and yell "STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I think many would disagree with me and I love you for your debase sense of joy that is nurtured daily, by me. If you agree with my time travel theory then you are a simple minded humorless fuckhole. Do us all a favor and kill yourself. I'll say nice things about you at the wake, I swear. I would thank you for ridding our collective unconscious of your spiritual mud puddle.
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My Blog

the shape of things

  by Sam Dillon   She celebrates with abandon an appetite for conversation like an unopened love letter collecting every dusty memory an eclectic arrangement building the shape of things &nb...
Posted by on Fri, 22 Dec 2006 23:17:00 GMT

A Piece Of Quiet

  by Sam Dillon   How smooth is the skin when leaving becomes a nuisance How smooth is the skin is it cruel? does it taunt you? somedays after midnight   How smooth is this skin when ei...
Posted by on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 22:22:00 GMT

new lyrics

You think it's just a phase that I'm going through I remember the phrase about the change I'll get use to She's on her period in this period of adjustment I'm such a gentle man she tells me   Y...
Posted by on Sun, 10 Sep 2006 23:42:00 GMT

More of me for you to scrutinize

We are the medicated believe that these pills will save us so safely sedated in front of the television because sex smells We all smell of it and love it and need it and wash it off Happy and masturba...
Posted by on Fri, 25 Aug 2006 16:11:00 GMT

for Hannah

Why would you assume this faith would hold you up when your legs gave out on you?   Once it was yours to lie         &nb sp;    to yours...
Posted by on Thu, 24 Aug 2006 21:56:00 GMT

a song for lynn

Bloody Kiss  by  Sam Dillon Tell a lie until it makes you feel safe give away stolen keys to the city it's alright you're still pretty even when you're caught The hit comes You hide behind t...
Posted by on Sun, 25 Jun 2006 23:44:00 GMT

If you listen closley while you read this you can hear my heart shattering

I was compelled to amuse myself under the ground floor so resolved never taking my eyes off my house death is living here with whispering windows that forget every moment blushing cheeks traces of tea...
Posted by on Fri, 10 Feb 2006 00:56:00 GMT

Hookers caught on tape

Ok.  I have been hesitant to blog because I don't want to waste all of my good material in this style of forum.  After thinking about it I realized that by the time I can use most of it the ...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jan 2006 21:15:00 GMT