I want to tell them, "Chip, Kim, there is no way to suicide-proof a person.

Me? I had no dreams. No longings. Dreams only set you up for disappointment. Plus, you had to have a life to have dreams of a better life.

But its not funny. Not to people who've been told they're losers their whole lives and believe they will never be anything else.

I know it's hard on her. If I don't tell her she'll kill me." He pauses. "That was supposed to be funny.

Oh sure. Because we always talk about deep down stuff.

I wish I could tell my parents, " If you want to help me, help me die.

Why couldn't I have a fatal disease? It'd be so much easier.