a small ballerina bun, wears the girl softly whispering. speaking in a language only her lover understands. she knows not of consistence, not of dedication or commitment. she finds security in her quiet, peaceful corner of the world. often, she secludes herself into the nostalgic, artistic crevices of her mind. if, quietly, you can hear her whispering, become her lover. see and understand the soft language of the precious, young girl with the ballerina bun.