I've got this image in my head of how I want my life to look, and I have absolutely no idea how to get there. And I'm so scared that I'll make some wrong decision - just one - and everything will get messed up and go wrong -for good.
I watch her as she leaves. Everything about her is fluid as a river. Her messy hair, her xylophone voice, the strokes of her paintbrush. Even her cam… - Lisa Ann Sandell
I watch her as she leaves. Everything about her is fluid as a river. Her messy hair, her xylophone voice, the strokes of her paintbrush. Even her cam…
- Lisa Ann Sandell
I've got this image in my head of how I want my life to look, and I have absolutely no idea how to get there. And I'm so scared that I'll make some w… - Lisa Ann Sandell
I've got this image in my head of how I want my life to look, and I have absolutely no idea how to get there. And I'm so scared that I'll make some w…
And at that moment, a lilting melody lifts to the moon as a single sparrow sings. - Lisa Ann Sandell
And at that moment, a lilting melody lifts to the moon as a single sparrow sings.
Child, think not of those things, those dark possibilities. Your father and brothers are here with you today. Lavain will tug at your braids, Tirry w… - Lisa Ann Sandell
Child, think not of those things, those dark possibilities. Your father and brothers are here with you today. Lavain will tug at your braids, Tirry w…
What place does a woman have here, in the realm of men? - Lisa Ann Sandell
What place does a woman have here, in the realm of men?
Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow. But against the emerald carpet, the wa… - Lisa Ann Sandell
Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow. But against the emerald carpet, the wa…
It should begin with friendship, I think. Suddenly I cannot look at him. It should begin with friendship and truly knowing who a person is, knowing h… - Lisa Ann Sandell
It should begin with friendship, I think. Suddenly I cannot look at him. It should begin with friendship and truly knowing who a person is, knowing h…
Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow. ~Song of the Sparrow - Lisa Ann Sandell
Still, I look down, and the grass is so green, I cannot understand how it does not wither and die with sorrow. ~Song of the Sparrow
Merry Christmas, I whisper to myself. Merry Christmas, Nate. - Lisa Ann Sandell
Merry Christmas, I whisper to myself. Merry Christmas, Nate.
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