Ballet
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Ballet
I am a ballet dancer. I love you so much it's different and I feel like i can tell myself when I dance. There is something about it that makes me feel happy it's like a happy place for me. When I dance after its like a drug I need to dance even more. It's funny that's how I feel I kind stand it. There is something about it that make me love it to death. Yes, it's painful and hurts so bad but I love it so much. When you love it so much you don't think about the pain you just dance through it. I don't know and when you dance you know it's right or you don't. I think some of you will think I am crazy and some of you will understand and some of you will like it and some of you wont. I hope some of you can feel and know the way I feel and what I am talking about. it's weird the way I feel but at then same time it's amazing and makes me move better and make me happy in a different way. Just hear me out or don't but I hope some of you guys understand what I am talking about.
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