ThatBeeGirl:
life does not come with instructions
ThatBeeGirl:
each step felt like an eternity
ThatBeeGirl:
of sound and fury, signifying nothing
ThatBeeGirl:
hot fun in the sticky summertime
ThatBeeGirl:
through thick, thin, huffing and puffing
ThatBeeGirl:
small part of a large community
ThatBeeGirl:
patiently awaiting use for another day
ThatBeeGirl:
the guidance you seek is above
ThatBeeGirl:
gettin' schooled by the old man
ThatBeeGirl:
emotions cannot simply be thrown away
ThatBeeGirl:
it was a recipe for disaster.
ThatBeeGirl:
Bozo quickly departed for greener pastures.
ThatBeeGirl:
clouds parted and the heavens spoke
ThatBeeGirl:
there's gold in them thar hills
ThatBeeGirl:
man's best friend enjoys the surf
ThatBeeGirl:
some day she will buy it
ThatBeeGirl:
continue on like nothing went wrong
ThatBeeGirl:
i know we're gonna be friends
ThatBeeGirl:
evidence of mother's mid-life crisis
ThatBeeGirl:
it was all that remained standing
ThatBeeGirl:
quickly discarded for a shopping trip
ThatBeeGirl:
hindsight really is always twenty-twenty
ThatBeeGirl:
best money we spent that day
ThatBeeGirl:
the sea was angry that day
ThatBeeGirl:
gone to the beach -- returning shortly
ThatBeeGirl:
say hello to my little friend
ThatBeeGirl:
They sell everything at the flea.
ThatBeeGirl:
where the streets have no name.
ThatBeeGirl:
the journey was sort but satisfying
ThatBeeGirl:
see how the other half lives?
