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contradiction.

Posted on 13 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

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.

Posted on 12 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

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.

Posted on 11 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

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.

Posted on 11 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

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…

Posted on 11 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

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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ink.

Posted on 10 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

the sky black as the ink on the pages I write no moon no glowing stars tonight why is it every time you are away the nights appear darkest? the fates should know by now the chilling darkness frightens me … Continue reading →

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my steel heart.

Posted on 9 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

You touch me My fingers tremble I find my breath Only to lose it again My eyes close To escape temptation But I cannot escape Your hypnotic scent or The heat of your whisper On my neck Your soul is … Continue reading →

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sunset.

Posted on 8 August 2016 by what sandra thinks

funny how the brightest sunshine appears before darkness consumes and so the consuming darkness must be the path to bright sunshine Image is my own. © what sandra thinks

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