Thinking solely of suicide fills me with peace and contentment. Perhaps now it's my time. 16 years. A damn long time, as time on it's own, but one short life. One I will never regret too. Sure I did some shit I didn't want to do, but I did stuff I wanted to do too. At least I won't fear dying a virgin, like I feared for a while, because I've experienced sex. OVER-RATED. Yes, man's greatest pass time, I feel is over-rated. Good exercise though, considering, I can't actually climax, for some reason :/ But yeah, suicide, I can't wait. 3-4 months of waiting, so I have enough anti-depressants to OD on, and after taking them, I'll jump from a bridge. Just to guarantee results. The thought's filling me with so much peace now, and people are going to tell me not to go, and to be honest, fine, I'll listen, but I won't follow. I've came to the conclusion that this is the best thing to do. My life is filled with such awful things, why should I put up with them? I shouldn't, sorry guys. Love you all.