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in my head i'm a ballerina, in real life, notsomuch (i wish i had liked those little kid dance classes more). but still, maybe i want my life to be lived in these colors? we talk of painting all of our doors a coraly salmon color and our walls grey. now we just need a bit of yellow and we are all set.
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it's the recitals. if it wasn't for those damned recitals, i would have enjoyed my little kid dance classes a whole lot more.
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