i envision the skinny ballerina in black with red pointe shoes...thinness is her veil around her, my protection. it is this image in my mind forever as my thinspiration...dancing in the cemetary, scattering black roses about, mourning for her lost childhood, forever a child, never a woman. i will never be that (a woman. i don't want to be that) ballerinas are the most beautiful. i have lived to dance. and forever shall. i love "lacrymosa" in amadeus, when he died and was thrown into the pit... read more
