sudden urge to take cable car.
and i desperately want a bacardi.
D:

the 2008 music prom's like,
heyday so soon.
i've got my dress and my heels
and my pouch and everyth else ready.
but i've got this insance thought -
that i'll just run out halfway
and disappear and just, you know.
jamsters, jamsters, jamsters.
go or dont go, hur?