B-Girl Baby G
Kimmi.
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you know the girl in the pictures^^^!!!
Dance is my life!
My blondness tis what makes me fabulous....
you'll neva meet another girl like me
The Top 15 Reasons to Date a Dancer:
15. We've mastered the five positions perfectly.
14. We have perfect hip rotation.
13. We're used to getting on our knees and rolling around on the ground.
12. We have excellent stamina - we can go for hours, even when it hurts.
11. We have really good rhythm.
10. We are used to perfoming in minimal amounts of clothing.
9. Can you say nice legs?
8. Our moves are always perfectly choreographed.
7. We do it in front of mirrors.
6. We're not as delicate and fragile as we look.
5. We're perfectionists: we'll keep going until we hit it.
4. After a quick intermission we're ready to go at it again.
3. Sometimes, we perform multiple times a day.
2. We don't mind getting hot and sweaty.
1. One word: flexibility.
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&& She knew she'd be his forever
It’s gorgeous you see,
But she doesn’t know what its like,
When she’s caught in this fight,
The destruction is of her life,
Gone so far as to extinguish the light,
That’s why she falls,
It’s all her fault but not at all,
The dripping sea of blue tinted red,
The mystery of the perfect withered rose,
That is what it’s called,
When will he find her,
All that is left is a blood filled petal,
Was gently broken,
Harsh by the sweet taste,
The words of wisdom that was never wise,
They were the ones that taught her to lie,
And all there is,
Is the fact that there is nothing,
The smile in the tear,
Is where she is truly crying,
Singing the words of silence,
In the dream that was never real,
Fall as though soaring through,
The time but a mistake on her lips,
When all that is gone,
What’s left but everything,
Her wilting stem of purity,
She finds her way of nowhere,
The rose gently destroyed,
The light found only in the secrets,
All is wrong,
So she will be alright.
I bet you can't do this, because only 1 in every 30 people can.
I dare you to tell the person who posted this bulletin the absolute truth of how you feel about them.
I mean EVERYTHING that you think about them.
Just do it. Then if you have the guts, repost this question to see what people think of you.
Repost if you feel you can handle the truth
