I never got why people would kill themselves.
So if you die, you obviously don't give a ****. Like, about anyone. 'cause if there is anyone who loves you, you don't give a **** about them, or hurting them, and if there's not, there's no one to give a **** about.
So instead of killing yourself why don't you just get the **** out? Leave the basement, leave your house, leave the mother ****ing country. Go on an adventure. Spend your time doing something awesome, like tracking down some terrorists. Go be James Bond. Go **** up a shark with a harpoon. Danger? **** that, you were going up against 100% death rate before, you're being safe now. **** everything, the world is your oyster.
Sometimes I wish I was suicidal. I'd pull the barrel out of my mouth and point it in the air, start a revolution, LIVE. Move to Barcelona or Rome or Berlin, hit the bars, band some chicks. STD's who ****ing gives a ****?
And then when I'm done, maybe I wouldn't want to kill myself, 'cause I've seen how beautiful the world really is...