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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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  through their eyes
Friday, November 4, 2011 || 1:26 AM
I'm beginning to think I don't see myself very clearly. Ironically enough, it's the inside I don't see clearly and not the outside. And it seems like everyone has a clear view of who I am but me. Which is strange because I thought that in order for others to truly know you, you have to first know yourself. But it seems I'm blessed to be surrounded by people who can teach me new things about myself everyday, things I never even imagined to be true about myself until I heard them said out loud.
The first incident was someone I worked with briefly during the summer. At the end of our time together, he told me he would miss working with me because I was like a ray of sunshine every morning and when I walked into the room, my smile just lit everything up and made the work somehow easier. I never saw myself as someone who brightened people's day with my laughter and jokes but everyone else could only agree. It was nice to see myself the way my coworkers saw me.
The second time this happened to me was a bit of a shock. I went on vacation for a weekend with some friends and during our time together, we had to try to get to know one another better. I never thought I would learn so much about myself in learning about another person. It was strange to hear them say I was funny and bold and selfless, especially the last. I never saw myself as selfless but in a way, I guess I am.
The last occurrence was, I think, the most shocking of all. A very good friend of mine told me that I have a beautiful soul and I have yet to figure out why. I'm curious to know what this person saw in me that made him come to this conclusion especially because in my opinion, he has a more beautiful soul than most. It would take too much to explain all the ways the beauty of his soul surpasses that of my own but I know if I were to ever tell him that and make a solid argument, he still wouldn't believe me. Which leads me to the conclusion that everyone's eyes get a bit foggy when the time comes to look into the mirror but when looking at another, it's easy to see things that even they may not believe are there. Life is strange that way....

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