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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Thursday, March 8, 2012 || 1:39 PM
You used to call me a Mexican. Because of my love of Mexican food and the fact that I was once really freaking short. Is that racist? Did we find the line? I think I may have crossed it. *Kanye shrug*Today, you would've been 32. It's weird to think about, now that you're not here. I remember seven years ago today, I went to see you, bought you a card and some chocolates and joked with you that it was "all downhill from here." I never imagined I would be so right. I honestly don't know what else to say. Two years later and I'm still beyond words. But I love you and I miss you and I just hope I'm making you proud because I will always be proud to have called you my big brother. Labels: friends and fam, personals |