thespina13
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This could be the title of a very esoteric and reflective essay on the reality of dance and life, about how torment and anguish lay just under the surface of the fluid and shiny hair of a salsera, about how pain and regret stifle joy, yet the hope of real joy is hinted at in the sparkles that adorn a colourful and sexy costume...
But really, it's about how I removed my toenail polish last night and realized I'm going to lose yet another nail. I didn't bleed or anything when it was banged, but MAN. I wish there were a dancer's toenail fairy that left coupons for free private lessons under your pillow each time it happened.
But really, it's about how I removed my toenail polish last night and realized I'm going to lose yet another nail. I didn't bleed or anything when it was banged, but MAN. I wish there were a dancer's toenail fairy that left coupons for free private lessons under your pillow each time it happened.