Sam I am.

Thanks to an instagramer, I realized something. I make Sam seem like a total jerk. So I decided to write about the good things about him.

After sitting here for ten minutes looking at a blank screen, I start to wonder, "is there anything good to say about him? Is there anything to say about this non-virgin, pot-smoking, never serious 14 year old with his I-don't-give-a-fuck attitude?" But I must convince myself yes. Theres something about him that compells to drive myself insane trying to sort through my feelings for him. So I sit here. Thinking about the positives. The first, he makes me laugh. The total cliche, I know. But he has such a positive outlook. Even putting aside some of the shit he's gone through, he still laughs. And makes me laugh as well. Another, he is the easiest person to talk to in the world. He says he's awkward when it comes to people, and don't get me wrong, he is, but no matter what your talking about he keeps the convorsation going. Even when its me and my friends and my mom on our way home from school, its never just an awkward silence. There's always something to talk about. And last but not least, he makes me feel good. Yes, I complain about some of the things he tells me, but putting that aside, he tells me things that no guy has told me before. I don't have the best self-esteem in the world, and while it does bother me occasionally that he uses words like "sexy" alot, it still makes me feel, wanted. Something I haven't felt since Tim, and before Tim, never.

Just a few kind words. I probably didn't do him justice, but its better than nothing.

Much love,

    Jane Doe.