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About what sandra thinks

Sandra is a writer, sometimes 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 Italy, but she would settle for a non-oceanfront home in Italy. 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.

I missed you.

[Not quite suitable for those under 18.] I have missed you I fought time to find time for you I escaped, no, I ran away from everything else in my world I locked the door I moved slowly… quietly oh, if discovered … Continue reading →

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as heard in my living room.

Take One the girl (showing me a LEGO structure): This is the entry to my house. me (noticing interesting pieces): Why is there dude in a suit and a chain across the hall? the girl: He’s the butler. [She lifts a … Continue reading →

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the kiss.

Give me the kiss that steals my breath swells my heart knots my stomach trembles my hands tingles my sweet center and curls my toes [Guess my inspiration?] © what sandra thinks

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contradiction.

Living the best day One of the worst  On top of the world I am in hell Every game won All is lost Motives powerful Drowning in weakness Soaring, flying high above Falling to the ground Under bright sunshine Hiding … Continue reading →

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fiction friday 36: secret admirer. part 14.

This is part 14 of secret admirer. ♥ [Previously posted: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8, part 9, part 10, part 11, part 12, part 13]

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too hot.

Seriously… feels 101°? I may actually be in hell! So, hey, anyone want to come visit me? It’s totally sunny and shit.  

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her eyes.

Her eyes see right through you But yours can only stare at her delicious mouth © what sandra thinks Image source: unknown | Image manipulation: myself

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the truth is…

The truth is… I’ve been hiding again. The truth is… I don’t know if posting this is a good idea. (Oh, hell, I’m sure it’s not. But apparently, I’m an idiot.) The truth is… sometimes talking about certain things make … Continue reading →

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