I miss my vacation in Guatemala. I'm not lying when I say that it was the only time I've ever truly felt happy. Those 3 weeks. With my dad, sister and grandmother.

Maybe also as a child, vacationing in the canary islands.

It's better to mourn for something that I miss than to want to die.

Things could be so much better. But this is messed up. I was messed up. I just can't handle the stress.

I listened to certain songs in the jeep, driving through the jungle - It was nice + Coldplay and a few dubstep songs I was listening to on my phone. When I listen to them, it brings me back..