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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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  the art of losing
Friday, August 17, 2012 || 10:20 AM
So I'm sure you're all familiar with the saying "you don't know what you have until you lose it". I actually did a video about this with my ace boon coon Cass and it was chock full of manbashing and stuff like that. So if you're into that sort of thing, you can view it here. But today, I'm not here to manbash because I'm not really a regular manbasher. Today, I was actually thinking about the person on the other side of the saying. The person who knows exactly what they had and couldn't be more thrilled to have lost it.
Have you ever looked back on a relationship or a friendship or a haircut and think "what was I smoking?" The only reason you don't think "what was I thinking?" is because it's so bad, you can only assume that there was no coherent thought behind it so when you made that particular decision, you had to have been high off your ass. And not only were you in this relationship/friendship/hairstyle, you fought for it and defended it and justified it to your friends and even to yourself on occasion.
For instance, I was friends with someone for over a decade (clearly I was smoking some good shit). And everyone told me dude, this person is weird, they're awkward, they're this, that and the third (which they were), blah diddy blah blah blah. And for more than a decade, I defended this friendship even though I knew everyone was right. And finally, when it was over, I wasn't sad and I had no regrets. All I could think was "why the HELL did that take me so effing long?!" and honestly, that isn't the only time that's happened. Maybe it wasn't a case of a very long relationship but there have been times I've fought for relationships that were never really worth the fight I was putting up. And I'm sure I'm not the only person that's happened to. If things like that never happened, we'd live in a perfect world but unfortunately, we do not. Sometimes, we do things that make us look back and think "what was I smoking?" Luckily, these tend to be the best learning experiences. Moral of this story: kids, don't do drugs.

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