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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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Thursday, January 17, 2013 || 12:42 AM
So lately, as you guys can probably tell by the complete lack of anything written by me, I've been really busy. I've been diving headfirst into school and work, my writing, my family and kinda juggling a bunch of different things. Needless to say, there's one relationship that I've been neglecting and that is my relationship with my bed. Which sucks on my part because it's always here for me, when I'm tired, sick, or just plain old lazy. So as I laid down and closed my eyes, this haiku just popped into my head. It was like poetry inception, I kinda made it up as the words came and the words came as I made it up. Leonardo DiCaprio can explain it better than I can. But anyway, I felt the need to share this completely lame haiku with the world, if for no other reason than I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way.I fall into you And you reach out to catch me I'll never leave you. ...If I could marry my bed, man. Labels: babble and rant, stranger than fiction |