Listen carefully, my dear. They say that you can hear the ocean through a seashell. The truth is, what you really hear, are the seas confessing their deepest, most mystifying secrets.
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Listen carefully, my dear. They say that you can hear the ocean through a seashell. The truth is, what you really hear, are the seas confessing their deepest, most mystifying secrets.
| Weight | .5 oz |
|---|---|
| Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
| Characteristic | Cream |
| Color | Pink |
Going shopping for the annual ugly sweater party that someone always manages to throw.
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.
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.”
Dancing it out in the first snowfall of the season because there’s nothing better than wintertime.
As the battle between your best friend and your boyfriend rages on, like Switzerland, you always say…
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