sashannarcy

it's them. it’s always them. her past, her life now, the future she won’t let herself imagine, much less accept.

hell, even ancient, timeless prophecies. it’s always been the three of them.

sashannarcy birthed me, raised me, drove me to school, paid for my school trips, put my artwork on the fridge, bought me an iphone, picked me up from parties, paid for my driving lessons, sent me to college, watched me graduate, helped me move out, loved me.