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im sure we all here imagine our death a lot. i have a specific idea for what i would do, and ive imagined the same death since i was around 14. i walk out to the train tracks late at night with a handle of whiskey when no one else is around. it is a several mile walk so i am very drunk by the time i get there but still sober enough to reflect on my life, myself, my choices, etc. then i sit down on the tracks and chug as much of the handle as i can. after that i will pass out on the tracks and when i am hit i die a quick death in such an inebriated state that i never even feel a thing. for my whole life i have been too weak to do it, but just knowing its an option is calming.
