I'm reading Slyvia Plath's "The Bell Jar" about this suicidal girl. What a surprise, coming from a woman who stuck her head inside an oven. I don't understand why people contemplate suicide. Sure life sucks most of the time, but you get sporadic moments of contentment. They come and go, you just have to hang on in between.... sing silly, climb mountains, give life the dirty finger, jump off a bridge (with harness) whatever works for you....

This song has been stuck in my head for days now...