Yeah like parents worrying their "Son" will butcher their junk into a 2nd rate vagina, when in reality its MUCH better than her ARMS being razor bladed until she DIES in a BATHTUB.
Why can't people just be happy for what they have... A kid who doesn't contemplate suicide AS MUCH.
EDIT: Actually I've never tried slitting my wrists, but I've imagined it on bad days. Not my way to go though. I tried ODing on cough syrup and red bull years and years ago and the near death experience kind of did things to me I still can't explain. Point is, is that suicide is suicide plain and simple. I wasn't TRYING to kill myself, I just didn't care.
