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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, blogger, poet, artist, emotional disaster. She thinks far too much and sleeps far too little. Sandra lives in the Northeastern U.S. but dreams of an oceanfront home in Hawaii where she could learn to surf. She loves books, brutal honesty, coffee, and the color black. She hates insincerity, beer, whipped cream, and facebook. And she is uncomfortable talking about herself in the third person.

good news, everyone. #atozchallenge

Posted on 29 March 2020

[Wow, that image is way too bright and happy for me.] No, that post title up there ^ is not sarcasm. I know that’s hard to believe since 90% of what comes out of me is sarcasm. But this time, … Continue reading →

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a pat on the back.

Posted on 19 March 2020

[If you have strong political beliefs that are the opposite of mine, you might want to run now.] What the fuck? No, really. What the fuck? I don’t usually do this… It’s a risk. I don’t like to speak publicly … Continue reading →

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the first year.

Posted on 16 March 2020

This year will be (might be?) the first year since I started blogging that I’m not going to do the A to Z challenge. Unless… I come up with some genius, simple idea in the next few days. I’m not … Continue reading →

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guilt.

Posted on 25 February 2020

Guilt. I hear it’s a useless emotion. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. Constantly. No matter how good I feel… no matter how bad… how hopeless… how sad… how confused. No matter what I feel… the guilt is … Continue reading →

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un-friend-able.

Posted on 26 January 2020

I don’t quite understand why anyone would want to be friends with me. If I wasn’t me, I don’t know that I’d want to be friends with me. I lean strongly toward no. [Aside: I just realized that this may … Continue reading →

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fucked up fresh start.

Posted on 8 January 2020

When I started blogging, I wanted my online persona to be me, but different. It was my chance to start fresh. My chance to not be known as Sandra, the depressed chick. No one would have any preconceived notions about me. … Continue reading →

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it’s something.

Posted on 3 January 2020

As of today, my last post has 48 likes. I’m sure to some that’s nothing… and to others it’s something. To me, right now, knowing I have barely been here for months, it’s definitely something. Do people actually like me? … Continue reading →

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she’s alive.

Posted on 28 November 2019

Dear Anyone Who Still Reads My Blog, Hello. I thought I’d let you know that I’m still alive. Due to unfortunate circumstances, I haven’t been around. But I think of my friends here often, and I miss this place. I … Continue reading →

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