Umm... here goes... I'm ok now so don't worry. :3
Tbh, I've always thought about the concept of death (not negatively, neutrally) and once... in sixth grade, my mom was in the shower, my sis in her room, and I was in the kitchen... I took the knife... and h- held it to my throat... and then I put it down after three minutes... to be honest, I'm kinda, KINDA, glad I put it down cuz I would've missed all these wonderful people I met... whoo. I feel much better now...
I'm so sorry for not saying anything, not even to you galacticmemes or VirtualNeon or even iliketahcoz... I- I'm so sorry....
