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messy heart.

Posted on 6 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

sun is gone ♦ heart is splattered ♦ he has confessed ♦ she never mattered   a few words inspired by a cool piece of art.

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fate.

Posted on 6 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

I believe in magic And in kindred souls A person for every person We all get one If I am uncertain I have found my person Then I have not Because when I do Fires will blaze Warming me From … Continue reading →

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come with me.

Posted on 5 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

Come with me I want to take you Somewhere special to me I want to show you The absence of serious A place of no worries Where we forget our fears And we are free To enjoy each other Without … Continue reading →

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the city.

Posted on 5 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

Listening to one of my favorite songs (video below), I began to relive memories of a place I adore, a place where I have family, a place where I tasted the most delicious pizza on earth, a place I haven’t … Continue reading →

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fiction friday 15: good morning.

Posted on 4 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

Hello my lovelies. I must be ‘in the mood’ because this is another naughty one. Rated M for mature. Due to sexual content. Please note: Please 18+. Thank you.

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weekly perk. #6

Posted on 4 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

I am not a selfish woman. Okay, maybe I’m a little selfish. I did hide those dark chocolate caramels Santa brought me so I wouldn’t have to share. But under normal, dark-chocolate-caramel-free circumstances, I don’t take much for me. In … Continue reading →

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letter never sent.

Posted on 3 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

Please… 18+. Thank you. Rated M for mature. Dear Man Who Threw Me Away, You don’t get to have me anymore. I bet you think I’m the one grieving. And maybe I am. But you are, too, whether you admit … Continue reading →

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our love lost.

Posted on 3 March 2016 by what sandra thinks

we used to sip coffee every day now I sit alone with my warm mug remembering every detail of our love lost the laughter and sweet smiling glances your hand covering mine the first time our silly talks that could … Continue reading →

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