"We finish each other's s-"
— Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) March 19, 2016
Somewhere my soulmate is out there eating pizza over a sink wondering where in the fuck her life went wrong too.
— Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) October 2, 2015
The anaconda wants what the heart can't have
— Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) November 11, 2014
I just want a woman who wants to illegally raise wolves with me for the rest of our lives or until the wolves devour us while we sleep.
— Sam Grittner (@SamGrittner) November 10, 2014
You were an Angel, screaming at airplanes in the parking lot of Costco. Our eyes locked just as you pulled the last of your hair out. It was as red as the red in the RED LOBSTER signs I’ve heard of in modern lore. I was wearing bermuda shorts and a vintage wedding gown that I may or definitely may have stolen from a yacht earlier in the day. You smelled of tapioca and longing. Set your jean jacket on fire, I’ll find you.