Thursday, March 20, 2008
PISS
People of Dancefloors all over Buffalo:
Every morning after dancing, I notice something. FOOT BRUISES. Who out there is stomping their stilettos into my tender, pale, fragile foot top? Why should I be concerned about the delicate condition of the slender bones of my feet just because everyone rages out so hard? I know placing a blame is unfair, as I have, in my day, taken down people like a bowling ball on dancefloors. These bruises are placed upon the foot exactly where the nails went through Jesus. Now, maybe it's no fault of the heel-wearing ladies of la luna. Maybe I'm experiencing stigmata. Holy shit. Is that it? Is that what this is?!
Love and squalor,
Natalie
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1 comment:
yes. like a bowling ball. i can attest. =)
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