Time check: 7:12am. I'm annoyed. I wish the things I think about came true. I daydreamed about me commiting suicide using two methods at the same time. Hanging and overdosing. The thought of having a failed attempt hanging and it leaving a purple mark on your neck, and when you arrive to school, you feel nothing but empty. Your face is pale. Your neck still having the "hanging" bruise mark on it, and when class starts, you start getting dizzy and feel the need to vomit. Then, foam comes out(from overdosing), and you start coughing blood. The teacher takes super long to dial emergency. And then, boom. Passed out. In coma for a month. I wish that would happen. Just a peek of what death looks like, and then eventually come back. Time check: 9:43pm. I'm not gonna be talking much today. I guess I'm just.. speechless. I'm at Mowl's house. Having a sleepover with Ink, and Mowl's. Anyway, that's the reason why I'm not gonna be talking much today. Maybe later? I don't have much to say anyway. This day was just a confusing day. Yeah. That's it.