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Dear Lacey Schwimmer,
That's it. Tonight's performance was the last straw. I've been struggling with liking you for weeks, but now you are officially on my shitlist. This is not SYTYCD, it is not your job to be cute. It is your job to show off your partner as much as possible and play to his strengths with proper choreography, and the judges have told you that so many times.
Wake up,
Me
That's it. Tonight's performance was the last straw. I've been struggling with liking you for weeks, but now you are officially on my shitlist. This is not SYTYCD, it is not your job to be cute. It is your job to show off your partner as much as possible and play to his strengths with proper choreography, and the judges have told you that so many times.
Wake up,
Me