The idea of suicide.

Why do people commit suicide?

I really don't understand.

But I guess when you have the adrenaline rush to end your own life,
you don't really think about others until someone has reminded you.
Nope, you won't.
You'd just dwell, and dwell, and dwell on how sad you are,
how much you sympathize with yourself.

I can understand, I do that.
I like to dwell on my sadness sometimes,
so that I can cry it all out.

But committing suicide?

I'm sorry.
Falling down from high storeys and storeys of building....
it hurts.
Cutting the wrist.. hurts.
Taking poison, will make my stomach uneasy.
Hurting my family's hearts hurts.
Making my friends cry kills me even when I'm dead.
Making my granny cry.. I should go somewhere worst than hell.

Why must one intentionally make others cry intensifyingly?

I don't understand, I never will.

But I like asking.
Just to gauge responses.
Tee hee.
But this time,
I shall not.