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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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Thursday, March 14, 2013 || 6:17 PM
You know what I've noticed? My rants have become so much calmer as of late. I think it's the effect of a certain recent change in my life, it takes so much more to piss me off lately. But, calm or not, this is a rant so fasten your seatbelt, kiddies.
So the other day I was having a conversation with a friend and we were talking about consistency and the atrocious lack of it in this day and age. For instance, a man will sell himself as this complete gentleman, a perfect, well-rounded guy in order to get a girl but once he gets her, finds it hard to keep up the charade and promptly turns back into a pumpkin. Or, a woman wears a pound of make-up and weave and gets a man and then one morning, the poor guy wakes up to Medusa when he's sure he went to bed with Halle Berry. The point I'm making is, how can we expect to have honest relationships when what we're selling is a lie? I guess that's something everyone learns with age and I guess some take longer to learn that lesson than others do. I just wish that people were confident enough to show others their true selves. Sure, it's a risk but the best things in life come from taking the biggest risks. It's just something to think about.

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