Sam’s playing with my emotions, it seems. Today, we went to get dessert at Chez Zee with TC and Ryan, and Sam said he wouldn’t feed a bite to TC but if “Oliver had asked, I would probably do it. I think I probably have a man-crush on Oliver.”

Also, earlier in the week, Sam confessed that he would have a three-some with me (even though I was not willing to).

With that, I will close this post inspired by the Backstreet Boys, who Sam left playing on the computer next to mine the other day…

Quit playing games with my heart, Sam, with my heart… with my heart…

Sam continues to refuse my love and I must resort to new ways to express my emotions.

Some day, Sam, we will be together forever. Maybe it will be in death.

This was found in the back seat of Sam’s car.

Tsk tsk.