unrepeatable. unforgettable. unrecoverable.
delicate like a bomb.
✘✘ sammie lowe
you should’ve killed me when you had the chance.
⚠️ legal notice + survivor disclosure ⚠️
this site documents my real-time survival as a domestic-violence victim, whistleblower, and single mom—samantha lowe. i am a legally protected party under active restraining + protection orders and navigating simultaneous civil and criminal proceedings.
i genuinely tried to handle all of this privately, quietly, and through the correct channels
i was ignored.
so now you get a tab on my website.
congratulations to all involved.
—
this notice is not a threat.
it’s simply the legal equivalent of:
“babe, act right.”
if you’re here in good faith, welcome.
if you’re here building exhibits…
hey, at least i did the formatting for you.
this is not an interactive experience.
sit down and shut up.
not a lawyer…yet.
am i qualified to legally fistfight a financial institution?
absolutely the f✘ck not.
but b✶tch?—let’s go.
the baddie files:
✶
absolutely not a lawyer
and absolutely not qualified—
but honestly?
this sh*t irritated my soul.
seems highly fxcking sus.
and potentially?
well, let’s just say:
it possibly almost got me and our daughter…
“featured on a true-crime podcast” by accident. 💀✨
no threats. no doxxing.
just my lived experience,
loudly side-eyeing the chaos.
why i’m talking about this online at all
i didn’t go public because i love drama.
i went public because:
lawyers cost more per hour than my monthly food budget
i’m raising a toddler alone
i’m litigating against a giant financial company + multiple individuals
keeping this completely private was never a real option.
i needed three things at once:
help, accountability, and somewhere for the truth to live that wasn’t just a case number.
this site is:
a way to crowdfund filing fees, costs, and survival, because the other side has money / four law firms and i have venmo and vibes
a way to organize the story for myself and for anyone who needs to understand how this kind of abuse + institutional failure actually works in real life
my only real emotional outlet, so i don’t fall apart in court or in front of my kid
this is not a low-key smear campaign. i’m putting my name, my face, and my records on the line, in public, where anyone can check the docket, read the filings, and decide what they think.
like if legally blonde
had rage issues and no support system.
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influencer?
✶
no.
deeply unwell girl with a strong aesthetic.
burn book. trauma dump. accidentally educational.—
content rated: not for everyone.
unfortunately, still being read by everyone.
survival fund ✶
domestic violence isn’t just physical harm. it’s a pattern called coercive control, and money is one of the main weapons. when an abuser withholds court-ordered or expected support, that’s economic abuse. this crowdfund exists to fill the gap that abuse creates — so survival, school, and safety don’t collapse with it.
this is a continued habit of abuse; a continued form of dv, not a money mistake.
you think she’s spiraling?
babe, that’s a phoenix in mid-air.
not your guru. not your lawyer (yet). not your sob story. sam lowe is what rises when the girl they tried to break learns to enjoy the sound of things shattering. ex-wellness baddie turned possible legal menace. solo mom. zero chill. built a life from obliteration (…again) with a baby and a german shepherd, who has more internalized misandry than her mom. honestly?—
sam has a will to thrive out of spite; the desire to absolutely crush every accolade you told her she could never—
🕯️spells…babe.
these are my prayers. not the quiet kind.not the kind you whisper in pews or write in journals you hide in drawers. these are the ones i speak out loud. the ones that bend reality. that curse and conjure and cut through timelines. i write them to make it real. i speak them to make it law.
wanna see
the receipts?
the burn book. mostly feelings.
boulder-based.
battle-tested.
bad bitch by design.
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© sammielowe.com // no gods. no gatekeepers. just grief and warrants.
now in boulder. previously in hell.
this is my peace.
it just happens to look like war.
girlhood ended when the cops got involved.
revenge is a lifestyle, actually.
**(disclaimer: this page and everything on it is protected speech.)
*this site contains original work protected under u.s. law, including but not limited to free speech, artistic expression, satire, and personal narrative. resemblance to real persons, events, or tragedies is either coincidental, inevitable, or legally immaterial. reading comprehension is not guaranteed. threats, tantrums, and lawsuits will be treated as performance art.
