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fiction friday 38: secret admirer. part 16.

This is part 16 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, part 14, part 15]

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the perk? #26

I don’t know if this is a true ‘perk’… but what the hell. At least it’s funny… the perk. [no longer weekly… just whenever-the-fuck-I-feel-like-it… or need it?] My daughter and I had an interesting exchange this afternoon. I don’t even … Continue reading

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the 25th of August.

August is a difficult month. I dread it every year. First there’s the impending doom and then there’s the realization of said doom. And it’s all about today… August 25th. Dad. Today is my father’s birthday. After many months of conflicting … Continue reading

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let us eat cake.

Earlier today I was alerted to the fact that today is the birthday of a man with whom I clearly have an obsession. So, let us eat cake and celebrate the big 4-0… for the delicious man from 5-0.     … Continue reading

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shy.

did you know I was watching when you tried to hide that you were watching me? I was hoping you would speak to me because I was too shy to speak to you. for days, weeks, months I imagined your … Continue reading

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future developments: a limerick.

When I was younger, my family and I would talk About what we thought the future might unlock Sure, we’ve got lots of tiny tech Digital music replaced the tape deck But I still want to know… Where are the … Continue reading

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they.

She waited He never arrived Yet she still Dreamt of him Wishing he would bring the cure For her lonely heart He arrived She never appeared Yet he still Dreamt of her Wishing she would bring the cure For his … Continue reading

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lights out.

  Midnight My finest hour Words screaming to be shared When I should be swimming in dreams Lights out © what sandra thinks

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