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And another night of dancing is over. I'm exhausted. It was fun though. Worth it in a way I guess. I will be the last to admit I enjoy my job, but there is a certain thrill in knowing you have a whole rooms' attention. Though unlike others *cough, Satine, cough, Gakuto, cough* it isn't quite sex appeal holding their attention. I look foolish when I try to be sexy and I know it. BUT DAMN. I HATE BEING FOREVER CUTE. I'm hoping a routine I'm working on to "Rock Your Body" will at least help me improve my image to being skilled in dance, cute or not.
All this rambling might have given away that I for one didn't get any tonight. I thought I didn't have high standards but everyone backstage just... made me feel filthy. Fucking with someone who is drunk or drugged out of their mind doesn't make me feel wanted at all. I at least have to find someone with the decency to pretend.
To bed with me. Hopefully there will be some chinese still in the fridge when I wake up.
Takuya out~
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Phone is oooon and boy is desperate for some conversation ;)
All this rambling might have given away that I for one didn't get any tonight. I thought I didn't have high standards but everyone backstage just... made me feel filthy. Fucking with someone who is drunk or drugged out of their mind doesn't make me feel wanted at all. I at least have to find someone with the decency to pretend.
To bed with me. Hopefully there will be some chinese still in the fridge when I wake up.
Takuya out~
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Phone is oooon and boy is desperate for some conversation ;)