loveyoupooh."For a little while, we lounged in the sand collecting seashells for our summer necklaces (every time we go, we find just one to keep). Once we found the one we wanted to save, we decided to return the others to the ocean and started yelling stuff like "This is for every time you made me brush my teeth!" or "This is for every sad love song!" whenever casting one off. The last one, we threw together, and yelled, "...and this is one, this is for every good time that we might forget!"
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| summer '05 |
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