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esskay
Hey hey. I'm Sasha.
Digital storyteller,
Photographic narrator,
Hogwarts alum.
In real life, I write things. I speak fluent sarcasm. I'm unintentionally funny. My favorite thing is food. Guac is life. I'm a fountain of the most random information. I'm pretty, only because it's weird to call oneself beautiful. I'm weird in all the good ways. I live in the greatest city on Earth. I was Sasha before Beyonce was schizophrenic.
My life is stranger than fiction. But please, don't take my word for it.
My pen is mightier than my sword.

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Truth is, I'm not innocent. I'm just an abstinent fireplace that doesn't wanna feel the fire kindled between her legs anymore so don't mind the ashes. They're just evidence of how brightly I can glow and I wanna glow hard like one dim star on an otherwise starless night that shines just to prove its fidelity.

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  girls
Thursday, August 13, 2009 || 12:45 AM
the female species annoys me. i mean, no offense but every woman is not your enemy or your competition. would it hurt you to put a friggin smile on your face when you look my way? what's so sad is that the prettier you are and the more you have going for you, the more they'll hate you. why can't we congratulate each other instead of hating each other? why can't we say "you're beautiful and fabulous and i envy you a bit but i can't be mad at that because you work your ass off and you're doing your thing"? i don't understand what all this hate is about. sadder still is the fact that you don't have to know a woman from a hole in the ground. it could be a stranger that you pass on the street but if you look even slightly better than her, she'll be thinking "she thinks she's cute" for no reason at all, other than the fact the she, and not you, thinks you're cute. and that's what's really eating her up inside. because she knows you're beautiful but she'd rather hate you for it than admit it to you, herself, or anyone else. i think we need to change this system because this is precisely the reason that girls rarely, if ever, have genuine and sincere friendships. the girls that we claim are our friends, we secretly can't stand them because they inevitably have something better than we do or can do something better than we can or they're probably just all around better people than we are. so we never pass up an opportunity to talk about them behind their backs while smiling to their faces and buddying up to them. it's really sad because the few real friendships between women are undermined by the vast majority of fake ones. someone once said real friends stab in the front and it's so true. if you have never pissed each other off to the point where you just feel like choking each other, you aren't real friends. friendship, like any other functional relationship, isn't perfect. people have flaws because we're only human and in turn, the relationships we form also have flaws. but it's nothing you can't work at. sure, you may irk each others nerves and get each other mad from time to time but i'd rather be openly annoyed with my best friend than secretly hate my "best friend". it's time for the female half of the population to make a change because friendship seems to be the only thing that men are better than us at. come on ladies, we need to step our game up.

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