jeffxxsterlingâ:
Oh gosh, I love Brittany. Sheâs the sweetest.Â
You and me both. Sheâs easily one of the best people I know. Never predictable.
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jeffxxsterlingâ:
Oh gosh, I love Brittany. Sheâs the sweetest.Â
You and me both. Sheâs easily one of the best people I know. Never predictable.
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jeffxxsterlingâ:
Do you have your eye on anyone in particular?Â
Not gonna lie, I have no idea who Iâm bidding on. Iâll let the almighty powers decide. As long as Iâm not pairing up to do volunteer work with Brittany Pierceâs cat, I think Iâll be alright.
sebastiansmytheofficialâ:
The sound of Samâs voice alleviated the awkward situation and Sebastian fought the urge to sigh in relief. Had it not been the undeniable surprise laced within the blondâs tone, his claim that they were friends would have been almost unbelievable. Sebastian found himself needing to restrain the urge to cringe at how poorly the situation had begun to play out yet his smile remained in place as he turned to the man beside him. While he may not have been much of an actor, Smythe had to admit, if only to himself, that he was a hell of a model and and even better guy. The thought alone turned his forced smile into something much more genuine. Evanâs whispered words brought out a chuckle from Sebastian. Leave it to Samuel Evans to find himself in a similar predicament. At least the actor had inebriation as an excuse. âYou and I both,â he commented, refusing to verbally acknowledge, for the time being, that he may not have been quite as clueless as the model. After all, he did happen to know which table heâd been previously seated at. He just missed it by a few feet. âBut this table is just as good as any so we may as well make the best of this situation.â He continued on, his voice pitched low to keep prying ears from hearing their conversation. âBesides, confusion aside, we had to have made their night,â He tilted his head slightly in the direction of the couple, making it known just who he was speaking of. âWho else can say that they were graced by the presence of two of the most handsome men in Hollywood?â He chuckled again. âEnjoying the evening?â
Sam was relieved that out of everyone he couldâve possibly run into at this random table heâd chosen to sit in, it had been Sebastian. If there was anyone in this hell of a city that could understand him despite their personality differences, it was this guy. Something about being closeted guys in Hollywood who hooked up for a good time. âIâm already making the best of it.â He smirked as he tilted back his drink. He was clearly enjoying the complimentary refreshments and the Smytheâs company. âOh yeah, definitely. You know, maybe you should autograph their napkin. Theyâll probably take it home and do who knows what with it.â He joked, just only loud enough for Sebastian to hear but he couldnât suppress the chuckle that escaped him. âAh, only the luckiest of people.â He raised a finger in response to the otherâs rhetorical question. Sam smiled as he settled his drink down on the table and glanced over at Sebastian. âIâm having a pretty chill night. Itâs good what weâre doing here.â He nodded, one finger toying with the rim of his glass. âYou got any plans for what youâre doing after this? Thatâs the real question.â He raised a brow with a playful grin.
PUCK đ˛ SAM.
PUCK: i'll owe you three expensive lapdances my dude
PUCK: my man knowing what's good in life
PUCK: if i see that you're not shutting that shit down immediately i'm punching you and calling you a fucking uber 'cause that shit's not happening on my watch
PUCK: nah you can be my wingman and i'll be yours and we can see who gets more girls for the other by the end of the night
SAM: scratch the $20 i'll take the three expensive lapdances
SAM: whats up with your life? anything new?
SAM: that's the kind of wingman i need around. is a friend really a friend if they let you go around LA dipping your dick in unchartered WAPs?
SAM: alright, well clearly we'll see who's the better wingman. spoiler alert, its me.
meeksopheliaâ:
Anyway, charity is over for good and I can finally go back to Spain to see the final changes on my place. Goodbye for the week America, Iâll miss absolutely any of you.Â
Youâre leaving me already? Just like that? Not even a goodbye Sam Evans?
PUCK đ˛ SAM.
PUCK: nah he prob doesn't know which spots to hit on the weekends, so you gotta go with me
PUCK: i got a place with good food and even better girls
PUCK: but i'll punch ur lights out if u let any of them convince you to raw them
SAM: alright but if we go to a spot i've been to before, you owe me $20
SAM: im always down for good food and better girls
SAM: good. i don't care how drunk i am. if you think for a second im contemplating it, you punch my fucking lights out. id rather get a black eye than have unprotected sex with a random girl because her boobs hypnotized me. ill be your wingman, unless you think you're too GOOD to need me.
artieareyouokayâ:
Oh man how long were you gone? missing the paps is really a sign that it was for wayyy too longÂ
Just a little over a weekend. I think being in the city versus being the country becomes a culture shock after too long. How you doing, man?
PUCK đ˛ SAM.
PUCK: let's hit a strip club this weekend
PUCK: i'll be your wingman so you can get some ass
SAM: i thought you'd never ask
SAM: i went with aaron last week but im still not fulfilled since i didn't take anyone home. i did however end up eating overcooked wings and giving a girl positive affirmations when she was clearly seeking getting raw'd for $.
theoneandonlyhunterâ:
The urge to roll his eyes was strong when Hunter discovered it was none other than Sam Evans who had approached him. The corner of his mouth curled upward in a tense smirk. How easy it would be to release some of the tension that had been building up within him with a quick verbal lashing but he was being scrutinized. Eyes were everywhere and he had to remain composed. âFunny, Iâd almost forgotten you even existed,â The fighter glanced at the blonde from out of the corner of his eye and his irritation only grew. âStay quiet and walk away,â he thought to himself, knowing that to be the best course of action but then the model continued to speak and Hunter wanted nothing more than to turn and break that pretty little face of his. Instead he cleared his throat, returning the flutes of champagne to the tray before turning to face Evans. âDidnât know you were so interested in my balls, Sam.â Straightening his tie, he allowed his gaze to sweep their surroundings quickly before he took a step closer, his voice dropping so his words could only be heard by Sam, and Sam alone. âYou do not want to fuck with me, Evans. Youâre already fortunate enough that weâre surrounded by all of these people, otherwise, you would become intimately familiar with my fists of steel. Then again,â he paused, his eyes sweeping over the other man, âIâm not normally a fan of picking on men weaker than I. After all, unlike you, my muscles arenât just for show.â
Sam took a deep breath and sighed as hunter began pumping out insults. âIf I were every interested in balls, rest assured, theyâd never be yours, Hunter.â He chuckled. Sure, he was attractive as hell but the guy metaphorically had walls up with barbed-wire he was sure heâd never get around. Admittedly, it was a good thing heâd already had a few drinks or dealing with Hunter wouldâve been a way bigger headache on its own. âFists of steel.â He tried to stifle a laugh as he reached his arm out to grab another drink from the tray that passed by. âYou know, for the record I wasnât trying to fuck with you. Hence why I mentioned the headlines already did that on their own.â He paused to take a sip. âYou just assume I am cause you have this complex that the world is against you or something.â Sam shrugged before putting his arm around him with a grin. âBelieve it or not, itâs not against you.â He pat his broad shoulder once. âGod, youâre tense. Have you gotten laid recently, dude?â He asked only loud enough for the other to hear.
justicehaywardâ:
That all sounds hella dope, man. I canât remember the last time Iâve been on an ATV. Canât tell you what youâve missed though. Donât know what you really keep up with. I do know Khloe is apparently back with her baby daddy even though he cheated on her multiple times. Also, the whole world exploded when Cardi B and Meg The Stallion dropped their new single.
You definitely need to ride one stat. Yeah, I donât exactly keep up with the Kardashians.. but good to know thatâs happening for her, I guess. Seventh timeâs the charm. That singleâs catchy. I donât blame the world cause Iâm into it. Arenât you?
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Fred: awe, Sammy. Youâre gonna make me blush.
Fred: I mean, it, Sam. I donât say shit I donât mean.
Sam: That's the goal. I'm just a bidder.
Sam: *matthew mcconaughey voice* Alright, alright. If you say so, I believe you.
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Fred: Well, Iâm up as a prize, so I guess I should go, right?
Fred: I miss you too, by the way.
Sam: You've always been a prize. Yup, your attendance is expected.
Sam: You don't have to say that just cause I did, you know. But yeah, it feels like we haven't gotten together in a while.
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Fred: You miss me that much, Sammy? đ
Sam: Yup. It's gonna be hard not to check you out so obviously at the fundraiser event. Which I hope you're intending on coming to?
florencefabrayâ:
Oh, Iâd talk with my agents right away so they can get in contact with yours. This is such a nice idea!
I truly believe that every person is beautiful on their own right. I was just lucky that they thought I could represent our country for a whole year, specially in so many events. I donât think I have gone to a lot of small towns, since I was raised in low and cold New York. Maybe one day Iâll just rent a car and drive around, you know?
Really? Cause Iâm not kidding? Letâs do it!
Thatâs a noble thing to say, Miss America. Low and cold New York, haha. I love New York. I donât care what people might say about it. Renting a car and just driving sounds tempting. Donât forget to invite me when you do.
theoneandonlyhunterâ:
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The fighter was irritated. Had been from the get-go. The severity of the recent events brought on by the âbreaking newsâ left him lacking the desire to appear, yet he was informed that it would be in his best interest to do so. He needed to keep up appearances if he intended to fix his image. Fantastic. Now the majority of the evening was spent mingling and putting on a brave face as he tried to grin and bare his way through the constant conversations in relation to what had recently transpired with his career. Or soon to be lack thereof, in their opinions. While he tried his best to appear unfazed at the constant reminder, it was beginning to wear on him. He excused himself from yet another conversation, this time from a DIRTnow staff member attempting to wrangle a quote from him about the paparazzo and his pending charges, to saunter over  to one of the many wait staff carrying a tray of champagne filled glasses. He reached for one, only to pause and say fuck it, before grabbing two. Just as he had gone to take a drink from one of the glasses he heard the shuffling of footsteps approach. Instinctively and far too abrasively, he commented, âLook, if you have something to say about my presence and recent headlines, do us both a favor and keep it to yourself.âÂ
Sam was spending way too much time trying to clock the wait staff to pick at some of the rather fancy finger foods they had among their drinks. When he saw one passing by Hunter Clarington, he headed in that direction against his better judgement and swept a treat off the tray, raising his brows at the sight of two drinks in Hunterâs hands. If he had three hands he wouldâve guessed he probably wouldâve picked up a third glass. âHey, man, while Iâm sure you got plenty to say about me, believe it or not, I donât really mind other peopleâs headlines. Just my own.â He shrugged, flicking a toothpick in the corner of his mouth with his tongue. âBesides, that headline kind of did you dirty enough..â he added. âYou got some balls of steel showing up here after that stunt, Iâll give you that.â Â
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