Friends. Cellular. Boys. Shopping. Dancing. Summer.
I DANCE TO ANYTHING. I DANCE MY OWN BEAT.
Because I dance doesn't mean that I am weak.
It doesn't mean that my "sport" is unimportant.
Because we (dancers) use tights and pink tutus.
Because we're dancers we sweat, and we work.
Because we're dancers simply means one thing;
We work until we simply cannot work anymore.
We work until our feet bleed, and our muscles are torn.
True athletes work until they simply cannot anymore,
And that is what dancing is all about.
DISTURBIA.
STOMP THE YARD.
FACT:
trust no one, but your best friends.
FICTION:
everyone is your friend.
YOU'VE BEEN HACKED!
Robin Meredith Hanson. I love you more than words can describe. You are thy biggest freak, weirdo, sexiest, beautifullest woman ever. And you're my very best frieend. We have been through so much. Bad and good. & look at us! we're still tighter than tator tots! I want you to know that I am no doubt about it always herrre :]. I LOVE YOU BABY GIRL!
-KeelyAnn Kelly :]
aka TOT!