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A Little About ME: 



So, I started this blog YEARS ago when I thought I was ready to share my work and my life with people. It has been 5+ whole years since then, and now... I'm ready. I want to invite you to the wacky, weird, dramatic, sometimes ridiculous world of Aisha. Usually the things I put on here are simply thoughts that I never felt other people would understand or that I just didn't know how to share. I hope that you enjoy what you read - or you can hate it (lol, at least you feel SOMETHING, right?).

I always enjoyed writing and I've always enjoyed telling a good story. I figured: Why not start up a blog now that I actually have shit to share. (Yes, I curse... I promise I will stop one day). Why not be an idiotic voice for the 20-somethings out there just trying to make it? Why not share my follies so you can laugh along in relation, laugh at me, or even feel plain sorry if you have to? (lol, please, don't feel sorry for me).

I know we all have our experiences with life - the successes and the failures, as well as with love and things that feel like it. Well, I'm here to express my opinions, feelings, and utter disgust towards it all! (Jk) Being 20-something feels like a fun-filled ball of anxiety. I'm doing things I've never been able to , yet doing nothing I said I should be by now.

I'm a mess! I'm all over the place in my head which is probably why it always looks like I have resting bitch face. I wear my heart on my sleeve but I also wear a protective armoured suit so you'd never know unless you really got to know me. I'm a cornball who laughs at my own jokes and gets shocked when I hear the laughter coming from other people. I LOVE anything deep and heartfelt, as well as those deep quotes that people put over pictures of famous people that never really said it. I pretend my life is a reality show sometimes so I end up having to cover up the fact that I'm talking to myself a lot on public. I wish I was famous and I also can be very melodramatic!

I'm...Aisha. Welcome to my mind. Welcome to my space.


- Toodles! 


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