http://slow.writerscafe.org/samanthagalli18 The original writings of author SamanthaGalli en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776015593 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Love is adventureLove is laughing during sex for a good two minutes and then resumingLove is driving somewhere at three in the morning just to sit in a parking lot and talk about lifeLove is red eyes staring into each otherLove is heartbreak Love is a weight on your bo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1809873/ Woke up with a smile on my face, it’s going to be a beautiful day.I feel proud, when I talk with my friends I’m loudI’m a live wire, I’m electrified.I cleaned my room today,I ate a healthy lunch, mangos and grapesLater I had a hunch, that I shouldn&r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802025/ What happens when you’re not the thing that makes me happy anymore?That makes my frown curl into a slight smile?I am a melancholic person and nothing is going to change that.I can’t stay in something that doesn’t hold any value, that doesn’t benefit me.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802024/ Sex and drugs are over rated http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802023/ I’m so f*****g sad. There’s no way to put it to make it sound beautiful because it’s not. There’s no way to explain it because I can’t. Depression is lethargy, depression is disgusting. Sadness is unending.I guess I’m .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802021/ I shower to wash away the stench of depression. It’s all I can do. It’s all I can do. Water traces the shape of my round face and trickles down my body.I stare blankly, as the scolding water heats my cold heart.Sometimes the showers are quick, sometimes th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802017/ I had a perfect vision. A utopian view of the future. But suddenly all happiness washed out of my life.Everything is lost, and everything is black.How is it possible to experience this much pain. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802013/ My brother and I watched the lunar eclipse, I hope nothing in life ever eclipses him as it did me. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802009/ It’s when I start to want something else that I don’t like what I have. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802006/ You are not empty. Everything is exactly the same. Before you had your heart broken, before the meds, before the drugs. Everything is like before, at least keep telling yourself that for the sake of your own sanity.  http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802004/ Safety, is something that is surreal. You can try your best to wear the right attire, you can not walk down alley ways at midnight, and hide at the first indication of danger but nowadays safety is dead. We are like ticking clocks that will stop ticking when our unlucky time is prese.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1802001/ Do you ever feel like your happiness isn’t real? Like you’re just going through the motions http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1801995/ I realized all I had was myself a long time ago. When I was bullied. When I was cutting myself. When I couldn’t focus in school so I skipped and failed. Now as an adult all I still have is myself. But s**t at least now I can handle it. I don’t punch holes in walls anymore or .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1801991/ I took a walk outside at night, the air was misty and chilled.I inhaled a drag of my cigarette, I was trying to quit but now you’re the black tar in my lungs. Guess there’s something inside of me I need to kill.I’ve never felt like this about anyone, you be t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1800272/ Going under, cigarette mouth make outDrinking and driving, trying to figure you outI don’t really wanna be here much, I’m just around for the rum and my loveI’m obsolete, a specter. Nothing more. I have so much to say but no one is worth my time.Speak.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1780012/ There are so many ways I envision our loveYeah I just wanna wrap my legs around you as you pick me upBoy I don’t know what your deal is, are you afraid that I’m dangerous? Well it might be true, but aside from that I’m a fool for you.So many guys want me to.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1780005/ Isn’t it funny how the dead have a way of making you feel alive? Make your life have a purpose, even it’s not extraordinary.  Even after all of the glamour all that is left is decay anyways. Like before you were alive, everything is at rest. Nothing exist.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1779999/ I feel like nothing has meaning anymore.I travel 20 miles to the shore to watch aqua waves roll in. I do it to feel peace but it only brings pain.With every wave that crashes, the more empty I feel. Listless eyes, weak bones, shattered heart, and a barren mind.The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1779870/ I want to pursue great adventures but this state is so small, tried to book a hotel but we’re too young,so many restrictions that hold us back.So I said lets drive to the waterfall and not think twice.I grabbed my blankets, we stopped on the way for some food.&nbsp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1779868/ Apple orchards and bright sunshine is how I remember a portrait of our love,eating breakfast at a quaint restaurant afterward.Simple, majestic smiles. Laughter like children.I was happy where I was, I was happy to be alive.“Don’t throw that apple! we’ll get .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/samanthagalli18/1779862/