Well, let's see here. Gunshots are too messy, and headshots are always so disturbing for the person who finds the courpse, so no. I also find the thought of taking people with me as disgusting unless it's like a group pact or something. Setting myself of fire is out. My Dad was in a gas explosion, and you have no idea how miserable of a life it can be if you've been through a gas explosion.
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Originally Posted by agreatguy6
Anyway, I would slit my wrist.
Not painless, but no OMG!!!!!! hurt.
Plus I'd sit in a hot shower.
Die happy at least. 
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Bah, go for the throat. Wrist slitting is so emo. If you're going to go out, slitting your throat is one of the most dramatic, messy, and old fashioned ways to go. Wrists are kind of a half-assed way to go about it.
Sooo.....if I were in a state where everyone and everything I cared about in the world was gone, and I was left here alone, with nobody who cared, and no purpose to live, how would I want to knock myself off. Multiple ideas
1. Hanging. Kind of old fashioned, but it gets the job done. Plus, if you're going to die, may as well linger for a few minutes and get the feeling of disembodiment before you actually disembody yourself.
2. Gunshot to the stomach. I don't quite understand why people always seem to die instantly when they are shot directly in the stomach (not the gut), but they do. Anybody care to answer that? Either that, or have my throat slit.
3. My favorite idea would be for me to find another person such as myself who wanted to go, and we go out in style. Mortal fu*king combat to the death. Knives, guns, swords, amputations, and impalement. If you're going to go, what is there to loose? Enjoy your mortality while you have it. Take each other out. Winner has to finish the job for themselves, but of course, that might not be necessary considering how much progress the other guy/girl made before going down.
Obviously I'm not the kind of person who would want the quick, painless, method. I feel if I wanted to go, I would want to make a production of it and embrace my mortality before I let go of it.
Jam it back in, in the dark.