#dancedancedance

[otsmosis]

dance, you fools~

[doraemonmon]

Chiaki Kuriyama 栗山 千明 

DDD dancedancedance magazine

NOV,2009

[jimmy-clarke-camerawork]

i can’t believe flippin summer is over..

[talamasca74]

Dancing is an art, it is a passion, but it is also a skill. Like any of those things, practice makes you better at it and refines the innate talent that one possesses. Dance is born from within the soul by the emotions that the music evokes, a yearning for motion to be set free. Whether a trained dancer, or one who has never taken one class, dance if your heart urges you too. When you deny the yearnings of your heart, you are the only one who suffers. Dance, sing, and be unapologetically you!

[lastregattaluna]

#virtuelle #lol #lolsurprise #lolsurpriseomg #omg #lolomg #lolomgsurprise #dance #neon #doll #dolls #dollcollector #mga #dancedancedance #photography #dollcollector #dollcommunity #dollcollection #toys #dollcollection . https://www.instagram.com/p/CMY4NvAF0Pt/?igshid=3ficugp23tyn

[jenishreads]

💭 It has been a while, the boat has left the shore. It has been a while, the waves crashed. Now it’s time go without any calling, Sailing through the wind, soaring. I may return or not from the expanse, But as the Sheep Man said, “Yougottadance. Aslongasthemusicplays. Yougotta Dance...” . . . #poems #poem #poemsofinstagram #writtenword #writersofinstagram #harukimurakami #dancedancedance #livethelittlethings #life #sea #dusk #beach #boat #coastalliving (at Daman, India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CFt2ZcLh02f/?igshid=1vumpdyqau7sf

[danielle-o-l]

It’s never the last dance with you 🎵

Poses by @sciophobis . you can find them here

[kikimoraa]

Che potevo saperne io di me stesso? Ero proprio quel personaggio che riuscivo a percepire con la mia coscienza? Proprio come quando uno non riconosce la propria voce incisa su un registratore, mi chiedevo sempre se l’immagine che percepivo di me stesso non fosse un’immagine distorta che mi ero fabbricato su misura. [...] Anche quando ascoltavo gli altri, mi sembrava che parlassero tutti di qualcuno che non erano loro. Tutti vivevamo respirando l’aria irreale di un mondo irreale.

-Dance, dance, dance; Murakami