ways_to_die reitoei death by a thousand cuts, having your body carved to pieces before you eyes. blood dripping everywhere. chunks of meat flying. burning at the stake-you'd die of smoke inhalation before the flames got to you bullet in the head- a .45 magnum at point blank, tearing your skull apart. would know what hit you. or would you? who among the living can say what death is like? guillotine- a sharp blade whistling down. your head rolls on the ground. and you blink. sleeping pills-sleepy, so sleepy, never wake up. a razor acros the throat. a gentle tickle, gliding cleanly across the skin leaving a widening red marik, warm sticky blood spilling down, gushing out 70 times a minute. almost liek a gory clock, a blood clock. choos your death. 011228 ... ClairE Eh, can I take a raincheck? 011228 ... Mahayana: Zakah: living each day [shall be the death upon my soul] 011229 ... shiva if you want to do it, there is really no excuse for not doing it right. the reliable methods and equipment are readily available. if you just want attention, try stripping. 011229 ... sphinxradio bad dreams i've had on this topic: mauled by lions/large felines of any type torn apart limb by limb driving a car off an overpass eaten by a shark i don't sleep much. 011231 ... SuicidalAngel Plugging the car exaust and jumping in. Easy "die in your sleep" method. 011231 ... dammit birdmad - settle down 99... heh-heh 020101 ... Mahayana: Zakah: [take one down pass it around] 020101 ... dB I had a dream once that all my worries and things that gave me headaches turned into bats with big claws. They all circled my head tormenting me with everything that I was scared of. They kept swooping diving for my head and then pulling up at the last minute, all of the many thousands of them acting as one. From below where I was lying it looked like static on a TV. Eventually, I just gave up. I couldn't look at them anymore and I just willed myself to stop living. And that was when I died, without a single scratch. then I woke up. It was hellishly wierd though. 020101 ... Mahayana: Zakah: live with a soul sucker 020102 ... anyway swallow razor blades while juggling torches. as long as you aren't skilled at it, anyway. 020102 what's it to you? who go blather from