This is my last sheet of paper. I swear I started crying like a child when I realized it. Oh God I should have taken more than 3 from Ekrem's bag, what's wrong with me? Im still in the tool shed but the air is so stuffy I feel like I'm suffocating. I miss everyone. I know they must be somewhere close but I feel like they might as well be dead because it's over. No ones coming for us. I can't even believe I came on this trip. Could have stayed home for the summer, gotten a job, stocked up on weed and alcohol. Hell yeah. I'm so thirsty right now.
I'm a mess right now and I don't want 2 talk about it.
Its not worth an ounce of effort I swear.