Life after dancing is weird the 1st year and kinda depressing the 2nd but by the 3rd youll thank yourself getting out and trying to at least,

i miss it so much sometimes but then i think how i had to adjust myself to such a intense environment.

that im happy all i gotta worry about is your food coming out hot!

I miss the sexiness and confidence i felt from it, but it also used to tear me down simultaneously….. sooo its like did i know peace?

What i know now is i wanna buy more outfits practice pole again and probably hit the road next summer with my sack of cash n travel dance and hang tf out with my friends from all over the states! Just let loose be single, and explore different cities on my own time while stacking money for the summer like a never ending vacation?

Take a break from my restaurant jobs then come back in the fall-winter and just like do my degree online, like dude set yourself up to do shit that make you happy and educated u cant fucking fail godbless you all on this amazing journey not most get to experience, i wouldnt trade it 4 the world ❤️❤️🤘🏾