Damn it, Hunter!

[docwebster]

You should have gone out in one last, glorious mescaline fueled binge. You should have been shot while running naked across the field at the Super Bowl, waving a phony bomb, looking out for giant polka dotted bats and chugging a bottle of Wild Turkey in one hand all the while smoking a bowl of premium hash in that pipe of yours!

How in the wild, blue hell could you go in such a hopelessly mundane way as suicide?

You stupid, stupid, stupid son of a bitch.

Reincarnation had by God better be true, because you owe us a glorious death, you magnificent bastard.

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[docwebster.livejournal.com]

I've known several people who've taken that step, for one reason or another. In my experience, people who decry suicide are people who have never been that hopeless, that despairing, that utterly lost and I pray to God they never are. You can't even begin to conceive what that's like, and with luck you never will.

I've been there, myself. I didn't do anything about it, obviously, but it always irritates me when people just dismiss it out of hand.