confession #2

let’s be brutally honest here: I have about as much grace as a drugged elephant.

this is why I could never be a dancer. this is why no one should ever ask me to dance without being fully prepared to have their feet stepped all over.

so I go to this steampunk bar sometimes, and I used to make jewelry that sold in the gallery there. this guy bought a piece of mine once, and then he wanted to get to know me. one night he asked me to waltz with him and I didn’t know what I was getting into–it was kind of a spontaneous thing–and let’s just say ever since then I avoid him like the horrible zombie plague every time I see him out of pure and utter embarrassment. ♥

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