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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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  dying slowly
Tuesday, April 19, 2011 || 8:16 PM
The only sure thing in life is death. While that may seem like a morbid thought, it's not. It's just reality. We're put on this earth to make a life and do the best we can with it until our time comes. And no matter how much we don't want it to come, it will eventually. Someone once said everybody wants to go to heaven but no one wants to die. But that's kind of putting the cart before the horse, isn't it?

Death is a funny thing. It does what it wants and it answers to no one. And when it takes someone from the world, that person isn't affected, only all the people left behind. Sometimes it comes when least expected. A 29 year old healthy man who's never had any health issues before can suddenly drop dead of a diabetic coma. Then there are other times when death makes it's coming known early in the game. An old grandparent or a very sick relative. And everyday they get older or sicker. And when the phone rings and the person on the other line speaks in that somber voice, you know before they even say it. Your loved one just couldn't fight anymore.

In a way, we're all fighting to stay alive. Our fight with death begins at birth. And all we can do is hold on for one more day and pray that when we go to sleep, we'll wake up in the morning.

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