So i have some pictures. of the last of the good times. in the next batch, we'll all be crying. 4 days. twice a year: dancing in the moonlit street in front of jb. deal? I LOVE YOU GUYS.
so here i am again. getting ready to go to leisure world. the amazing retirement home with buttons on every wall and food that is made for tootheless hoobas. but luckily i am occupied with my thoughts.