Sam FritschinThe Pensive Postfragments of a friday nighti close my eyes but i can still see you across the crowded room,Dec 11, 2017Dec 11, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive Postashes to ashes“I hope you get where you’re going, and be happy when you do.” - Jack KerouacNov 21, 2017Nov 21, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive Postrainand so once again i stand in the rain holding two halves of a shivering heart, trying to pretend they aren’t mine.Sep 26, 2017Sep 26, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive Postmirror, mirrorshe’s the prettiest girl at the party and she can prove it with a solid right hook - - line and sinker, you’ll try to out drink her and…Apr 11, 2017Apr 11, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive PostHomeYour hands grip the steering wheel and you let the stars write you poetry to distract you from the words “used to” that are draped around…Mar 22, 2017Mar 22, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive PostLosing Teeth“Do you believe in soulmates?” she asked through teary eyes.Mar 6, 2017Mar 6, 2017
Sam FritschinThe Pensive PostValentine’s DayHer fingers were blue but her nails were red. Claret, actually. That’s what the bottle said. Her fingers were just blue though. It was…Feb 21, 2017Feb 21, 2017
