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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, April 14, 2012 || 12:39 AM
Hahaha, they hate it when I call them that....Though my niece and nephew have terrorized me more than enough and I should be knocked out right now, my brain won't shut up long enough for me to fall asleep (anyone else seeing a pattern?) so I figured I'd ramble here for a while. I've been thinking about family lately. As much as I would love to sell those people on the black market for money to buy more shoes, I'm stuck with them because one, I can't seem to find the black market and two, apparently that sort of thing is "frowned upon" or whatever. If I'm being honest, I've really been thinking more about my brother. He was such a douchebag but probably the only one of them I wouldn't have sold on the black market. The irony does not escape me. I can't help thinking that if he were here, things would be so much different. And who knows, maybe if he were here, nothing would be different but I can't help but think about it. Let me not depress you guys or myself. I miss him, that's all. As for the rest of those people, well, let's just say you're not ready for the crazy. Because half the time, I'm not even ready for the crazy. But that's what family is. It's the entire reason therapy exists And, quite possibly also prison. But I digress. I've lived 24 years with only one regret. Of course it would be my douchelord brother to sully that record. But I love hims still. As well as the rest of those people. Labels: babble and rant, friends and fam, personals |