yesterday morning, someone jumped off roof of the Comerica building downtown. its 20 stories high. he landed on the trunk of a car. he lived, and he's already left the hospital. apparently, he also carved the date (tuesdays) in the stone on the roof.

mom was talking on the phone to grandma, and she was telling her "man, whats the guy who owns the car gonna say to the insurance company?" and she started to laugh.

..

gee, i dunno. tell them what happened?

frankly i don't see anything funny about it. suicide isn't something i take lightly, especially considering i've seriously thought about ending my life more than i can count.

a few years ago, in the span of about 5 days, i had considered it at least 30 times. unfortnetly, i couldn't do much damage to myself with only a discman and some cds.

"jumper" by third eye blind (lil snippet)

"..well everyone i know has got a reason/to say/put the past away/I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend/you could cut ties with all the lies/that you've been living in.."