Ice Fishingss

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Ice Fishing. A story about greed.




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I would still like my life to end.

I have decided that I am going to commit suicide. "What if things get better?" What if they don't. I have seen lots of people live out the last 20 years of their life in skid row, alone alone alone alone all the time. Then die in abject poverty. My reply to that is, "What if things don't get better? What if I acquiesce to your naive goody goody two shoes simpleton advice and live, and the life turns out so bad that I think, "It would be better had I committed suicide years ago."" Either way, it's a gamble. I am choosing the gamble of taking my own life in case things don't get better. If you commit suicide in a life that wasn't going to get better anyways, then you win! Either way, it's a gamble. Either way it's a gamble.

Living life is over-rated. Suicide is under-rated. I would like to die by heroin overdose.

Every night for the last few months, before going to sleep, I would ask God to send me Azrael the Angel of Death in my dreams. But he hasn't. He hasn't. I don't know why. I wish he did.

Remember, better lucky than dead. Better dead than unlucky.

To tell you the truth, I don't really want to live. I am tired of living. Tired of life. If my life ends, so much the better. Much of it, I couldn't stand, anyways.