Let me tell you boys and girls a story. I actually did try to commit suicide once. I won't go into details about why but basically I completely broke down in a woodwork class surrounded by tools. But I just couldn't do it. Nowadays I just feel horribly depressed and weak and just want to be wiped out by some freak act of nature. I can't cause pain to myself. I just don't want to be a part of this world, so I start pretending I'm a pony or I'm what I feel inside and pretend that I'm in a world that isn't so grapesed up on the inside.
