It's less of a fixation and more of a general hunch that you are a girl. A little girl. A little girl who wears a pink tutu and cries herself to sleep because daddy won't let her take those ballet — sorry, JAZZ lessons that she so desperately wants. I'm just speaking the truth here, Elle! Don't get in the way of it.
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Date: 2008-03-25 10:44 am (UTC)