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esskay
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. Instagram
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Saturday, July 30, 2011 || 8:36 AM
There are certain things I could never be modest about. I know I can make a bangin' lasagna. I know I'm a talented writer (no matter what the artist in me may say at times). I also know, without a shadow of a doubt, that I am a beautiful woman. I'm not difficult to like, which makes me even more attractive. I'm the kind of girl who is really pretty but then I'll surprise you by talking about sports and video games instead of fashion and lip gloss. You'd never see it coming before I open my mouth because I take pride in my appearance. I'm always well dressed but never look like I'm trying too hard. It's an effortless sexy. Effortless as in literally, not effortless as in the look I'm going for. I grew up with brothers so while other little girls were learning how to properly apply foundation, I was learning how to properly pop a wheelie on my bicycle. Make-up was and still is useless to me. When I wasn't running around with the boys, I was inside with my nose in a book and to this day I'm still a bookworm. So you can imagine the attraction...a beautiful woman, smart, knows how to cook and won't nag whenever you're playing call of duty but will pick up a controller and bust some ass right along with you. It's a rarity and I'm not saying I'm perfect. Far from it actually, I have my flaws as well. But at the beginning of any relationship, intimate or otherwise, we are blind to another's flaws, making the good things seem that much more amazing. Which might explain why its so difficult for me to have a friendship with a man that's just that: a friendship. These men must think I'm a gift from God, an angel with beer flavored nipples or something. Growing up around guys, I've learned that they're much easier to hang out with than girls. Much less drama to deal with. So I've always had more male friends than female friends. The only problem is that my male friends look at me one of two ways: as a sister or as a future conquest. And more often than not, its the latter. The former I don't mind so much, its always nice to have people looking out for you. But its difficult to develop a real friendship when you know the other person feels an entirely different way about you. Also, its hard to concentrate on beating gears of war when your partner is undressing you with his eyes while you're busy trying to kill aliens. It's very disturbing. I feel like almost every man I encounter has wanted something more from me before they accepted my friendship. I'd say its because all of my guy friends are single but they're not. And I've had some of the not so single ones try their luck as well. I don't know what it is about me. Maybe its my face. Maybe its my scent. In any case, if you're one such man and you're reading this, I value your friendship, I really do. But that's all I want from you. And that's all I have to offer in return. There's only one man I want and if you have to ask...he isn't you.
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