metaphor?
i cant stop listening to the new rx bandits cd. i love loving them. im jsut afraid to listen to it too much because i dont want it to become another progress. i killed that album.

on another note, i wish i was a ballet dancer. i cant stand it. i work all day at the studio sweeping the floors and sneaking peaks at the girls in their black leotards and pink tights and the boys in their black and white ensambles, and i mimic their movements in my head and i feel like a complete doofus. i am so not the ballerina type ... i mean, i like to eat at taco bell and classical music just isnt my bag ... but it just seems so amazing. there is something soo attractive about those shoes. maybe its just the shoes. i wish i could wear those pink satin pointe shoes with the #3 shank and the elongated vamp with an extra hard platform and specially designed silent toe that contours to my foot because of the split suede sole. or maybe i need to stop looking in the dance magazines wishing my legs looked like that and that i could wear the stupid tutu ...

damn i sound like a stupid girl,

besides, its too late for me to be a ballerina.

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