When I check Out

I wonder if it will be suicide. The idea sounds some what glamorous to me. The height of drama. A Note? Honestly, don't be absurd, nothing I do in life is orthodox, and nothing I do when the curtain closes will be either. Now, I belive its important to here to mention one thing, I break down, I cry, its all exstremly sad. However there can be a very real art to the way the act is committed.

I've lost to many friends to suicide already in my life. I felt cheated, mad, and angry, that they had left in such it the maner that they choose. If only they had just asked. The morning seems some what deeper, richer, and more silent reverence given to the person subcome to suicide.

So how would I go, well, alow me to gather my  thoughts, I'll tell you.