Every time. For looking? On top of everything else?! If I were a ballerina, I would take fate into my own hands. Then, because of the power of suggestion, someone else would pick up on the idea, and think it was their own. Oh my god. This guy is playing right into my hands. Day and night I would practice in an unadorned dance studio. By lying around, like some lazy piece of shit? Sitting on my ass like some garbage person? Is that how you think I became an incredible ballerina?
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