I walked out behind the counter this morning and this woman who I was helping looked me up and down and said, “Well look at how beautiful you are!”. It caught me off guard, but that compliment has stayed with me all day, all warm and fuzzy. I love that feeling.
Tonight Ballet Hispanico came to our campus theater. I had forgotten what it felt like to watch dance and get lost in it. To be watching the dancers move across the floor and picture myself up there with a beautiful lover, lost in each other’s bodies in a sensual yet beautiful way. The mirrorball came down, and maybe it was just the weed, but damn I felt like I was in a smokey jazz club in...
chocolatekesh: dearfox: all day I dream about snacks. AMY
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