Everybody has a last resort for something. First, what is that something? And what is your last resort for it? Take Vinny Binny for example... A suicide would be his something. His last resort to do it would be to buy an airplane ticket... Then in flight, a point when they've taken off the seat belts, he goes to the rear exit door of the plane and opens it to get sucked right out. This'll be called falling to your death from a high altitude. He'd be free like a bird in no time soon enough. His choice of airline would be, say, Delta, lets say. He has always liked Delta for some reason, even though he hates flying and is afraid of heights. But one must overcome their fears when suicidal. lol at how I could easily fit into Vinny Binny's shoes. I'd just not look down on the way down if I went that route.
If my life goes to complete shit here , I'm selling my stuff, moving to Portland, Maine and starting over. last resort.
ever since my childhood i've been scared i've been afraid of being trapped by circumstance to staying in one place so i've always kept a small bag full of clothes carefully stored somewhere secret somewhere safe and somewhere close to the door.