Havng suicidal thoughts...definately. Sometimes outloud. Like the first two weeks of school, I was seriously tempted to jump out the window...and finally no window guards at all. I think I freaked out my science teacher a little since she was all concerned, but I convinced her otherwise. (Not completely, being slightly pyro and having bunsen burners nearby isn't a good thing! And we were making a compund out of gummy bears and twizlers and she said we had to bring something in to hold them together...not to be funny or anything I asked her if I could melt them with a lighter or something. Kids Put Cats On Flaming Gas Stoves, my mnemonic for Kingdom, Phyllum, Class, Order, Family, Genus, Species.)
A very good friend of mine that moved did attempt to commit suicide numerous times, and cuts herself. What finally shook it out of her, I don't know. I guess my lil nice ims and reading her xanga/livejournal, helped in some way. But she's been distant and we've taken completely different turns at our crossraods. I kind of wonder, if her constant self destruction is any better. It doesn't help that she writes almost everything that happens down, it's like watching a version of the movie thirteen playing in your head over and over, except the main cast was your best friend from k-4, and we still remained pretty good friends there after.
Courtney...right? (KikiCourt) Self-mutilation, isn't exactly the way to go. It's the reason my friend has to go to a psychatrist, which she doesn't exactly favor. You have to pull through. You have too look towards the brighter sides and conquer through the tough times, no matter how hard they are. You're most definately worth it. If you think about it that way, there is absolutely not reason to.
Nance...bout cars running you over. If I really wanted to do that all I have to do is walk down a bit on queens blvd and run into it out of know where. And I'm gone, for sure, for good. It isn't exactly good if you cause cars to skid when you walk along "the blvd of death" unintentionally, now is it. I'm horrible at crossing the street...one of these days something is going hit me dead on, adn i may not be ready to go.