Saturday, and will thus ballet classes. Return the Monday, but strange, then I have to buy new shoes.
difficult to put hard week, for Miss Dorothy Drouks, which does nothing more than estupideces.Por other hand I'm here alone and simply in this dark place: When will the sun? When will I see all that longing?.
now have to wait. I can hardly take it all, we live in the present and not in the future, but ... Can there be anything more than what my eyes see?. I
feel, I want my way for other lands and leave this all behind.
Saturday, Sunday, Monday and everything carries on Monday ...
be able to escape this stupid monotony. Someday
dear, Victoria one day, but both continue miestras wore my beautiful ballet slippers and let my body move delicately, but always with my ballet shoes.
A greeting
Lady Karr
