I think if I was really miserable and unhappy I'd just sit near a window at school, light myself on fire and jump through the window. Or take an overdose or something.
hang a gasoline soaked rope from the top of a tall building, put it around my neck, light the rope on fire, swallow cyanide, jump off building and while in air shoot self in head.
nothing is worse than failing at life so much that you have to commit suicide and then failing to kill yourself.
i would need it to be quick and painless or like i was just going into a deep sleep. I would be too afraid to shoot myself or jump off a building. so I would just overdose and drink some alcohol and hope no one would find me and rescue me before i died, cuz if they did I would have to have my stomach pumped and that's pretty gross
My family talked about this after Thanksgiving dinner. Brompton cocktail or jugular, or an ammunition with little powder in it; enough to penetrate one side of the skull, but not enough charge to go through, so no mess and ensured fatality by the ricochet.
Head butt the sidewalk a few times. It makes me out to be a real manly man. If not that, than I would ramp the grand canyon with a dirtbike strapped up with explosives and detonate myself in mid-air.
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