The scary thing about a roller-coaster isn’t the dizzying speed, the sudden turns, or even the steep drops. It’s knowing you’ve said “yes” to something you can’t stop.

Scream, cry, beg, pray… it doesn’t matter. No one will hear you, or care if they do. Hell, they’ll probably laugh. You made your choice; even if it feels as if every part of you is tearing itself away from every other part in an effort to escape, you’re there until the ride is over. You don’t get to ruin everyone else’s good time just because you’ve had enough, silly girl.

So when it’s finished, and they make you look at a photo of your face at the precise moment you truly feared you would die, just remember… you asked for it.