Dear Gabby:
You're gorgeous. You're a star. You're a strong, feminine athlete. You're Olympic gold potential.
Je love you.
Still, you insist on working so hard to bore me. Yes, your dresses are stunning even though your dress maker only has 3 colours of material. You chose warhorses both with french vocals which makes your short and long start to blend together. Your choreo is quality although run of the mill. You thought somehow it was a great idea to copy Joannie's EXACT SAME closing move in 2010 from the same music.
Oh how I dream for so much more for you. You're exotic and dynamic. You could leave everyone in your dust if you unleashed the full power of your potential.
Despite it all, I wish you well. I hope your path takes you to where you want to go. Pardon me if I choose not to follow along as closely.
You're gorgeous. You're a star. You're a strong, feminine athlete. You're Olympic gold potential.
Je love you.
Still, you insist on working so hard to bore me. Yes, your dresses are stunning even though your dress maker only has 3 colours of material. You chose warhorses both with french vocals which makes your short and long start to blend together. Your choreo is quality although run of the mill. You thought somehow it was a great idea to copy Joannie's EXACT SAME closing move in 2010 from the same music.
Oh how I dream for so much more for you. You're exotic and dynamic. You could leave everyone in your dust if you unleashed the full power of your potential.
Despite it all, I wish you well. I hope your path takes you to where you want to go. Pardon me if I choose not to follow along as closely.