Jump in front of the bullet streaming towards a loved one, elaborate death scene following.
Yeah.
Yeah.
Biting the big one.
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Depends on what I'm going for really, which will kinda depend on my mood.
Right now, considering how quiet it is here in my dorm room with the wind whipping about outside (woo woo, Cat 1 Hurricane), I think I'd like to die hanging out with a bunch of really cool people, sitting around, laughing about nothing or everything. Cracking jokes, making fun of this or that, and maybe, just maybe, die laughing. Preferably quickly, like sitting in a circle of airplane chairs with my buddies, making cracks and no one really knowing when the big splat of the plane on the Earth will come.
Outside of that, a cool way to go, would probably have to be right after giving a tear-jerking, super serious, highly motivational speech. After I've got everyone in tears or sobbing or something, I then smile and say, "And I'm not going to say who, but you know who you are, last night was awesome, I'm never had such happy sex in my life." Then I die, and there are a lot of awkward glances around, and a lot of people suspecting a lot of other people. God's honest truth, it was totally with someone in this list [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/profiles/friends/NewClassic]. You know who you are.
Right now, considering how quiet it is here in my dorm room with the wind whipping about outside (woo woo, Cat 1 Hurricane), I think I'd like to die hanging out with a bunch of really cool people, sitting around, laughing about nothing or everything. Cracking jokes, making fun of this or that, and maybe, just maybe, die laughing. Preferably quickly, like sitting in a circle of airplane chairs with my buddies, making cracks and no one really knowing when the big splat of the plane on the Earth will come.
Outside of that, a cool way to go, would probably have to be right after giving a tear-jerking, super serious, highly motivational speech. After I've got everyone in tears or sobbing or something, I then smile and say, "And I'm not going to say who, but you know who you are, last night was awesome, I'm never had such happy sex in my life." Then I die, and there are a lot of awkward glances around, and a lot of people suspecting a lot of other people. God's honest truth, it was totally with someone in this list [http://www.escapistmagazine.com/profiles/friends/NewClassic]. You know who you are.
hmm,if i had 2 kill myself i would have to do it while screwing the brains out of some girl, just fireing a shot from a handgun str8 into my head, so she can watch all the blood and brain and bits ov skull fly accross the room, and then after she would be done for murder
I did.Saphatorael post=18.70283.686566 said:
Pheh, oh well.
My plan of attack is thus [http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail168.html].
For one, your spelling hurts me.Madshaw post=18.70283.687165 said:
For two, I don't think we could ever be friends.
For three, just... no.
My cat died the other day, that had me thinking as well.
I'd like to get the lethal injection in my backyard with my boyfriend holding me.
I'd like to get the lethal injection in my backyard with my boyfriend holding me.
I would like to die at the same time as my boyfriend. Both of us sitting together, peacefully passing away into the afterlife in joined hands.
I want to die with a mouthful of blood and eyes full of painful, yet joyous tears. Bruises covering my body, bones cracked and broken within me. I dream of a death captured on film, an older me, possibly mid-forties, early fifties, fighting a young phenom with nothing to lose and everything to gain who reminds me of a younger me. His own face is battered, bruised, and beaten, and he is wary from a long, five round war. However, I feel the moment coming, I feel that I have lost this fight, and the young blood deserves the win, deserves the glory. And I let him land that last, finishing strike for the belt and my life.
That'd be pretty sweet.
That'd be pretty sweet.
