omgomgomg this is beyond amazing ;;

Meh. I felt like you romanticised death here, which detracts from the reality of it.

And also, I liked the idea of using oxymorons in the large-ish paragraph ("kindcruel" etc) but merging the actual words together took away the subtlety.

It's not bad, it's just not for me, I guess :S.

D: I didn't want to read this because I don't fare well with misery, but my hands have a mind of their own and they forced me to.

Sad. Very sad. But happy at the same time :) Make any sense? I've been against suicide ever since I triumphed over it *is now the person that would rather fight to make others miserable too instead of giving up* but this story carried a sort of bittersweet feeling to it.

Definitely don't regret reading it. Thanks, hands.

Well, depressing as crap, but as always, amazingly well written. *sigh* I already have a cold, I do not need to get even more sniffly...thanks a lot. ;)

aw, man. That was pretty damn powerful.*sniffle* And sad. eep. I'm going to be depressed for ages now! Although it was brilliantly written :)

And may I enquire as to when you will be updating Clubbing at fifteen? Get typing!