Suicide

Alright I don't where to start I wanna be happy but my heart is cold and dark i'm being tempted by demons to commit suicide in a public park.  I wanna get hit by a car in traffic somewhere on Stark with my remains smeared all over the street with no fucking heart beat. I wanna be hit so hard my head will be found in someone's backyard or be a mental retard trying to slit my wrists with a credit card. I don't really care about how I die I just wanna commit suicide in anyway I can even resting my head behind someone's van so when they back up it will crush my head like a beer can. I don't like these thoughts but i'll have them till my body rotts or when i'm dying in bed choking on my own blood clots.