I'm Cassandra. (Pronounced:Cuh-saund-ruh) or Cassie or Cass! I'm a junior, English teaching licensure major at Harding University, and I love to write.
I'm not a poem person, yet I try, but the things I love to write the most are desparately long, and you won't find me posting many things like that on my blog. This place is an outlet to express thoughts going on at the moment, and not necessarily what I've be "working on". users online
hehe…to my Lewisers

hehe…to my Lewisers

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P.S. the blog “my writer’s heart” is also mine…just so you know!

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A Writer's Heart: Blunt.

mywritersheart:

Had he done this forever, and who had he learned the habit from? She wondered. He sat close beside her on the bench, their thighs touching. Between his teeth, he bit a ciggarette in half and sprinkled the herbal insides onto the fleshy palm of his hand. He discarded the unusable half of the…

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A Writer's Heart: Ink in our skin.

mywritersheart:

We went to get tattoos together. Not together as in getting the same design, only at the same time. I was really nervous because I thought it was going to be so painful that I’d cry…so I popped four pain relievers, ate a cookie, and downed some fanta. There. I would be perfect now. After the…

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Going to Hookah tonight.

mywritersheart:

Because I haven’t smoked in forever, since my being with the love of my life, and although I don’t like smoking…I was invited out and I want friends in college!

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By stars guide.

mywritersheart:

I walked through the woods with a haunt in my heart. Night felt like the perfect time to wrestle with the thoughts growing deep inside me. I imagined myself a tree, my roots having nothing to cling too, threatened by the force of a gust. I had love. I had a family. I had school. What more in life could satisfy me?

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A Writer's Heart: In the darkness. (My other blog)

mywritersheart:

In the darkness we can hear each other breathing, soft noises that calm our fears. Whatever I may have been afraid of before does not come to mind any longer. Like anesthesia washing over me, I fall asleep quickly to your warmth on my skin. While my eyes are closed and my mind is wiped blank of…

free-your-mind:

Background Photo: cth825, L E N A L E
Quotation From: schm0p

free-your-mind:

Background Photo: cth825, L E N A L E

Quotation From: schm0p

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1:16 PM

It’s pathetic too

That he’s my boyfriend, more than that, and since we’re not talking (skyping), I’m going through his facebook and my computer, staring at pictures of him. Oh, I’ve got it bad.