I wish I could do it. I wish I had the guts to take a gun to my head; or a noose around my throat. Even too many pills to my mouth. I wish I had a place to drown myself. Even if I did; I couldn't do it. Which makes me so mad. I've gotten so close so many times, but I can never finish it. And here I still am. Depressed. Living. Barely. If there was a way to take my life where I wouldn't even have a second to think about it. Any suggestions? I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired of breathing, of waking up every morning thinking about how f//king gutless I am... It sucks... I don't want to be here anymore...