Inner Monologue Of A Contemplater

Suicide. It's fucking harder than you would've thought. You hear about them all the time, yet, it always comes with the rhetoric of being "the easy way out". As a suicidal person, I have to tell you, I want to discover this fucking easy way.
Hanging? Too slow and painful.

Gun? I'll probably miss, I haven't done anything right in my life, that's why I am fucking here, dumbass.

Pills? Could work, might end up a vegetable, it's too much a gamble.

Drowning? Fuck.

Ugh It's too hard, I fucking give up. Fuck you life, I'm staying, no matter what.