A Texas girl trying to navigate the rough waters of love, life and relationships.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
My dictonary
I have been told that I make up words. I think that this is just part of my own unique style and individuality. When I saw this strip, I had to post it.
Look at this big-eyed fish swimming in the sea; How it dreams to be a bird swoop and diving through the breeze; So one day caught a big old wave up on to the beach; Now she’s dead you see beneath the sea is where a fish should be. (Dave Matthews Band)
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