Sunday, April 4, 2010


I walk in the rain without getting wet.  Dodging raindrops.  I make dancers look clumsy.  skipping steps and looking good all the while.  I'm a fucking ballerina of escapism.  I can control my mind and bend it in ways no one else can.  Stress brings me to life.  and I am alive.  and stressing it.  I'm not going to stop.