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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.

lies.

Why do people lie? I can accept that people may answer a question dishonestly sometimes for whatever reason. I can usually get past that. But I’m talking about something else. I’m talking about lies that came from nothing. No questions … Continue reading

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my heart is broken.

My life is a mess. And my heart is broken. I am just broken. Mentally, physically… sigh. I can’t even talk about a lot of what is happening in my life because it pains me to discuss it. And what … Continue reading

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what do I love?

I need something in my life. Something that I enjoy. Something to drown myself in. Something I’m passionate about. I feel like the poster-child (although not a child) for depression. “Have you lost interest in things you once loved?” Why … Continue reading

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revelation. I had one. or two.

I originally titled this post “something is wrong with me” but that’s so damn obvious I thought better of it. However, I do think I am messed up because I had an MRI yesterday, and I now want to have … Continue reading

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song of the day. #65 #music

It has been almost two years since my last song of the day. There have been many songs of many days since then. I guess I was just too selfish to share them with you. Apologies. Sometimes I fall in … Continue reading

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I’m back…

I’m not going to add “…and better than ever” (that’s a thing people say, right?) because that would be a lie But I’m here. And maybe it’ll stick this time. I’ve been trying to get back to my blog for … Continue reading

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why I hate myself.

I debated whether or not posting this was a good idea. I came to the conclusion that it is a bad idea. But here I am. Yeah. That’s not actually me. But it doesn’t matter. And now I shall tell … Continue reading

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what is happy?

I made a new friend. Here, I mean. Not offline. If you thought that, you give me way too much credit. Hell, I can’t even take credit for this new friend. He found me. And he talked to me. Yeah, … Continue reading

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