Tag: Dancing
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In the Club, In the Club, In the Club…
This past Friday night I spent about 30 minutes in a club and I became enraged. Don’t you want to know the story? Course you do! Rants are SO much fun! So I was spending a nice night out with friends. We had drinks, dinner, drinks and then went to the “club.” Granted in the small-ish town…
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A Smexy Guest Post!
I turn around as if I didn’t just touch him with my eyes, as if I didn’t get intimate with him and I dance. I dance as if he’s watching, which I know he is and I let the alcohol set me free within the music. I feel it, inside me, running along my nerves,…
Angst Anarchy 