DAY Three; Take me to hell now… OH wait, I’m on it.

We had breakfast and leaved that fucking hell as fast as we could.

I haven’t sleep since yesterday.

I don’t know how I’m holding on.

But we did it.

We got out of it.

Not before making me run the whole hotel because I thought I left my cellphone on the room and finding out it was on my pocket all this time.

I ripped of my bracelet and screamed LIBERTY.

My mom was going so fast but that’s the thing.

I began to look back and we had so many opportunities to leave the hotel.
But we didn’t because of our expectatives.

Take me to hell now… OH wait, I’m on it.

But what goes exactly how I planned it in my life?.

I will probably end up alone. Because I planned my life with Jacob.

MY day ended like a scary movie without a scary ending ends.

Went to home. Sleep till 9pm. Had pizza. And went to sleep again.

I stole the card that get us to our room.

I will never forget. The worst fucking weekend. Of my whole fucking entire life.

p.s; I will post something tomorrow with all the pictures I took just for you.

p.p.s; Playlist: ATL & JB

"She hits the gas, hoping it would pass. But the red light starts to flash, it's time to wait."