Category Archives: writing

the perk. #33

Maybe I’ve spent most of my life with ‘friends‘ who were a bit selfish and self-centered. I mean, people should take care of themselves and put themselves first sometimes. That’s true. But sometimes they should focus on someone other than … Continue reading

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painted sky.

It’s not really painted, obviously. I took these with my phone while in a moving vehicle (no, I was not driving!) so the quality isn’t great… but the sky looked so cool. ©2017 what sandra thinks

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powerless.

when I see you hurting when I hear you crying when I feel your heart breaking it kills me that I cannot fix you it kills me that I am powerless ©2017 what sandra thinks

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song of the day. #29

I chose this song because it’s beautiful. To me anyway. I was so obsessed with it at one point that I was listening to it 10 or 20 times a day. Yeah, I get like that with some songs… some … Continue reading

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fiction tuesday 61: back to you. part 7.

Is ‘fiction tuesday’ really so bad? I’m thinking I’m never going to come up with a new name for this. Maybe I don’t need one…    back to you. part 7. [previous: part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | … Continue reading

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disbelief.

I can’t shake the feeling nothing will ever be right. I’m looking for answers but I can’t find the good inside anything. I only see the pain. They tell me someday it will all make sense. I don’t believe them. … Continue reading

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in a week.

It’s June. The month of my birth. It’s a week until d-day (my d-day… the 11th… if you’re taking notes). Over the next few days, I will mention my birthday numerous times. Offline, I mean, as my husband is a … Continue reading

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place and time.

Is there a place where the sun shines where our hearts collide and you are mine? Is there a time when the sparks fly when the stars glisten and you are mine? Is there a love passionate and kind where … Continue reading

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