The ballerina

The Ballerina

About me

In a place, where it was bordered on both ends by hedge.Suddenly, I could feel something glinting on the corner of my left eye. I rolled my eyes to the left. Then, I found an ornate mirror. Looking into the mirror, I saw my reflections. Into my eyes, I saw my past. My beautiful past.

My speech

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My Loves

The things I truly adore

dance; ballet, on ice
gossip girl
music
my violin Rumy
ipod kpod
couture, cosmetics, heels
the bffaes, you know you love me
I am the lily of the valley <3

Cries

Things which makes me indignant.

Insects
Shitty people & things

Talkings

Talk here.

Archives

My footsteps

♥January 2007
♥February 2007
♥March 2007
♥April 2007
♥May 2007
♥July 2007
♥August 2007
♥September 2007
♥October 2007
♥November 2007
♥December 2007
♥January 2008
♥February 2008
♥March 2008
♥April 2008
♥May 2008
♥June 2008
♥July 2008
♥August 2008
♥September 2008
♥October 2008
♥November 2008
♥August 2009
♥September 2009

Affiliates

BYEBYE

Fiona Linn Donoven Eenette Eunice C Chloe Anni Kathy Amanda Tai tell me if you wanna be linked

Music

Lalalala

Credits

Don't delete this part.

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Friday, November 09, 2007

My beautiful past. I was once a ballerina.

i can't resist it, can't resist being jealous
oh kt stop staring. you stared at it enough already

i
am
beyond
sad

melancholic and exasperated (look at my verbose vocabularayy)

just can't take it anymore
arghh

and if you actually get what i'm saying, you are a genius
i know i'm not a psl. and i know i probably should stop wanting to be one and being jealous of psls, but i just can't help it? why can't i stop being jealous of gold badges on the collar?