Theres this girl named Jaime and she owns this blog named Waderjahres. When it is raining she crawls up in the blankets of her bed and listens to florence and the machine, vampire weekend, muse. And longs for her ticket on the titanic so she can have her tragic love story. She thinks way too much and tends to be extremely awkward. she keeps a diary but never writes in it, and can keep secrets but can't be trusted. The thoughts of her mind are expressed across this page ,