My mind is fucking everywhere. Set suicide date: 8/12/2011 (3 days away) I just got back from vacation, and another forum member called the state police on me because I told her I was done talking to her seeing as I am going to kill myself on the 12th and I don't want her around getting in trouble. I love her to death, she's great. I just don't want her getting in any trouble. Any who, all the police knew was my name was Jon and my cell phone number. They left a voice mail informing me to return the call but I never did. hehehe. I've had second thoughts about kill myself and I'm shoving that shit outta my head immediately. I've come to far drop this now. I don't know what's real life anymore. I'm beginning to think everything is a dream. If it isn't, then it's fucking life and it's pointless. I hate people but I know if I didn't kill myself I could be a terrific comedian or philosopher even though that will get you nowhere in life. Unless of course you write a book about how to live ones life, people will eat that shit up like skittles. I'm not backing out of this suicide my method is fucking perfect I can guarantee my demise. The trick is <mod edit - acy - methods> Is it weird I'm more excited about killing myself then when I was in the theater about to see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Pt II? I think it is hahah.