Sasha*Shocktart

Sasha Shocktart is the name of my famous alter ego, discovered years and years and years ago ;) in 8th grade. Her one-hit wonder: A very sultry rendition of Santa Baby.

Have moved onward and upward to NYC, UWS, but my home is still and always will be in Connecticut. I'm at that great, free age, and I'm going to do everything I can to hold onto it.

Interests: singin' dancin' writin' shoppin' dinin' readin' lovin' peacin' livin'

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reblogged from opticalillusion
opticalillusion: sex Taylor Lautner is hot.  Yes.  But can we start to have some new like, Tom Hank’s in the world?

opticalillusion:

sex

Taylor Lautner is hot.  Yes.  But can we start to have some new like, Tom Hank’s in the world?



reblogged from audreyhepburncomplex
(via audreyhepburncomplex) My boyfriend and I got into an actual fight today about the Kennedy’s.  I win.

(via audreyhepburncomplex)

My boyfriend and I got into an actual fight today about the Kennedy’s.  I win.



reblogged from kirstenxo
opticalillusion: (via kirstenxo) omg it’s the snow princess from candy land!

opticalillusion:

(via kirstenxo)

omg it’s the snow princess from candy land!



“ All the same, that one day should follow another; Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday; that one should wake up in the morning; see the sky; walk in the park; meet Hugh Whitbread; then suddenly in came Peter; then these roses; it was enough. After that, how unbelievable death was!—that it must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all… Mrs. Dalloway, Virginia Woolf
“ The poor cannot always reach those whom they want to love, and they can hardly ever escape from those whom they love no longer. Howard’s End, EM Forster

Sexy Bitch in Memphis

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Peter Griffen! Aka, my roommates dad.

Peter Griffen! Aka, my roommates dad.

Once when I was little, my family went to Busch Gardens.  The one ride my mom went on, I walked away with like, half-inch deep dents in my hand from her acrylic nails.  That reminds me of this picture because I think the mom is scaring the daughter more than anything.

Once when I was little, my family went to Busch Gardens.  The one ride my mom went on, I walked away with like, half-inch deep dents in my hand from her acrylic nails.  That reminds me of this picture because I think the mom is scaring the daughter more than anything.