I fucking hate so called "suicidals".

Hate, hate, hate, HATE, HATE, FUCKING HATE.

"My boyfriend just wants me for sex. What should I do?"

Dump him, you dumb bitch.

"But what if he rapes me. I'm going to kill myself. D"

Because DYING is a whole fucking lot better than fucking someone you've already fucked before. Right?

I hate weak teenage angst cases that think being "suicidal" is cool, that they'll get sympathy on comforting from me, and even a fucking blowjob on the side. WRONG, YOU CUNTS.

WHY do you think it's cool to get attention from a negative source. HOW can you take yourself seriously by making a mockery of such a serious issuse. The only fucking way you will ever get any fucking sympathy from me is if I ask you what's wrong first, or if you truly, deeply, severely need someone to talk to. [Which means, you aren't telling any and every fucker. I don't like it when people brag about their problems.] Oh yeah, and stop thinking suicide's a logical answer to any kind of relationship problems. You just end up looking like a giant douchebag.

I hope you know you're a fuckhead,

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Nam, Weasel, Thinker, Lostinmyownmind, you know this isn't to you. Or anyone else on mindsay, for that matter.

But I will dig your left tit out with a rust spoon if any of you start.