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.”
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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 |
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Dimensions | 1.125 × 1.125 × 3 in |
Color | Neutral, Pink |
Characteristic | Cream |
The grass conforms to your bodies like memory foam. Hand in hand you lie together staring at the moon sharing your hopes and dreams.
You and your girls coming up with a CIA level plan to get you and your crush under the mistletoe before the end of the night. You'll want to look your best for this rendezvous.
The faint sound of carolers in the distances as you and a loved take an evening stroll through the park.
It’s been three months. You’re both feeling it, but you’re too scared to say it. Just when you’re about to surrender he jumps first. Fall in love in this romantic red.
10 PM. That was pretty late for a five year old. But there you were, every year, with all your siblings fighting a loosing battle against sleep. All so you could catch a glimpse of the man himself.
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