by .:Transferring:. » Sat Feb 05, 2011 1:20 pm
Ghost smiled at Damien, lieing under a tree. "Hello," she said, wonderng why she was being so cheerful.
Surfer ChicaOut of the water, I am nothing.
Surfing is for life.
It's like the mafia, once you're in,
you're in.
It's all about where your mind's at.
When I surf, I tend to think the
world ain't such a bad place after all.