Tuesday, September 01, 2009


i just finished teaching a pilates private lesson to a young ballerina.
about 10 minutes into the class i got that faint familiar smell.
the smell of rotting insides.
it broke my heart, even though i know that this is just the way it is.
if you want to be a ballerina.
if you want to be a model.
if you want to be skinny.
if you have to be skinny to do what you want.

she's a lovely girl. i hope it's worth it for her.