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October 16, 2006
It was in a movie.

Miss the bus - kill yourself.
Liked the movie - don't kill yourself.

Not me. I'm too smart for that. I don't think about suicide. I'm too educated to go through with it. So why did the idea of being dead seem all too sweet a fantasy.

I got paid - that's worth living.
The job doesn't have benefits - kill yourself.

At what point did everything little speck of events become a matter of life or death? How did I manage to comprehend the lines of that author so well?

I wouldn't do it.