Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
TOTAL: $26.97
TOTAL: $26.97
$9.99
Skimming through an old diary you land on page with a memory so clear it might as well be a picture. “Dear Diary, September 7, 2006…he kissed me.”
| Weight | 0.5 oz | 
|---|---|
| Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in | 
| Color | Neutral, Pink | 
| Characteristic | Cream | 
 
            
	    People say you've only truly found relaxation if you've gone to international locations such Paris, London, Bahli, and Tanzania. The only place I want to go is back to the countryside and climb the beautiful hills. Now that's what I call relaxing!
Clinging to your scarf as you shiver your buns off, you can’t help but wonder how you, a southern girl, managed to be up north for the winter.
Swaying in your man’s arms as the jukebox fills your favorite dive bar with the sound of Elvis Presley's voice. There’s no way anyone could feel sad in this holiday blue.
It’s polite to ask but we all know, as my friend, you have no choice. Participation is mandatory.
The faint sound of carolers in the distances as you and a loved take an evening stroll through the park.
 
                
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