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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.

good enough.

Before you arrived I existed in a world Of good enough I never missed anything I cannot miss things I never had And then You You brought me to life Revealed miracles in me I never imagined I learned that good … Continue reading →

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unwilling competitor.

I met my friend E a few days after I moved into my college dorm freshman year. You may or may not remember her from this post – how I met their father part 2. She and I became best … Continue reading →

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honey.

time crawls along days last weeks nights fall colder without you near me honey I miss your smile the sound of your voice the touch of your lips the comfort of your arms surrounding me honey bring back your smile … Continue reading →

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fiction friday 16: box of pencils (m)

Hello my wonderful friends. I hope you’re having a lovely Friday. And I hope you enjoy this week’s fun little adventure. Mildly (?) m-rated.  This should probably be for my 18+ readers. Thank you.

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another letter never sent.

Only kind of rated m for mature… The moment I finished writing my letter to the Man Who Threw Me Away, I’ve wanted to write this one. I’m already cheating on my one-post-a-day plan. Oops. Dear Man of my Dreams, I … Continue reading →

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weekly perk. #7

I may have mentioned that I have children. [Shut up. I know, I mention them a lot…] Every year, we have a small family birthday party for each of them. For my son, we always have to have a snow … Continue reading →

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empty.

with every breath he feels it inside the empty space where she once lived she promised to return make him whole again he believed her words she had never lied but as each day passed without her sweet smile he … Continue reading →

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burnt: by the numbers.

As of today, Tuesday, the 8th of March 2016, I have been blogging for 177 days. 25 weeks. Nearly 6 months. I have published on 130 of these 177 days. This is my 201st post. I have averaged 34 posts/month. … Continue reading →

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