Samantha1116

Good afternoon, sexual. My name is mrs. malik.... hahaha I wish. My name is really Samantha :3 Not taken bacon as one might say. I love to dance, sing, and play sports. I love One Direction (as you can see) :B
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Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Blue
More info: I have a problem where I'm always cold, i have thin skin which means you can see a lot of my vains, yup, im very messed up :/

+) Music, blank paper, bobby pins, foggy days, warm apple cider, new rolls of tape, bows, diy projects, hearts, my fave headphones, happiness, potato pancakes, my boyfriend -Zayn Malik-, rulers, fall, my bffs (littlered1 & yellowducks247), the colors like brown and light yellow together, the word jiggle puff, laughing, embarrassing my self, shopping, birthdays, glitter, Taylor Swift, my lucky number 3, the scent warm vanilla sugar from bath and body works, the crunching noise leaves make in the fall, gift cards, ballpoint pens, Chicago white sox, fontspace.com, PINK, anything mini, ribbons, Hollister, humor, and last but not least..... inside jokes

-) Anger, homework (lol duh), rude people, anyone better than me (haha I'm kidding), movies that don't make sense, when people don't close my door after coming in, 2004 fashion, clocks that don't work, when stuff is in a different language, fat dictionaries, when people say Lewis instead of Louis, people who pick on my height, when i loose a bobby pin, denim jackets, skorts, when my tape gets dirty, stars who think they own the world, unwrapped gifts, stress, dull toothbrushes, stores that won't give me more napkins, when someone uses the word gay in a discriminating way

Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again And my mother accused me of losing my mind But I swore I was fine
You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Don't think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole way homeI should've known
Well, maybe it's just me and my blind optimism to blame Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with? Your dark twisted games when I loved you so I should've known
You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry Never impressed by me acing your tests All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes' Cause you've burn them out
But I took your matches before fire could catch me So don't look now I'm shining like fireworks over Your sad, empty town
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone Don't you think I was too young to be messed with? The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with? The girl in the dress wrote you a song You should've known
You should've known