Suicidium

  • The day I died

    The audacity.  I had peacefully made my exit, and all these cretins had “things to say” about my choice. I hated those asinine articles when I was alive… “So and so did _________, sparking debate.”  So self-important were these lazy internet debaters. Because I gave a fuck what they argued…

  • Perpetual existential crisis

    What actually am I supposed to do? Is this all there is? But at the same time, the possibilities of existence in this life are awesome. But how awesome are they really? Wouldn’t I feel better , more optimistic, more motivated if this life were really that great? I know…

  • My last moments

    My last moments

    As I took in the beauty of that world one last time, I wondered at all the creative energy that made up this marvelous universe. I sighed, then reached over to put the pill in my mouth, took one last refreshing drink of  water to help it down, and I…


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