April 2011
2 posts
My nervs tell me to turn around and walk out the door casualy so nobody will notice. My brain keeps repeating my entire performance over and over and …. My stomach says “WTF DID YOU EAT?!” my reaction time seams to have trippled do to how nervouse and on the edge i am. The host says my name, the crowd yells and applouds, the mic is passes to me… im SOL-LEKS. Fearless,...
