Apropos, not ironic. Use words correctly.

Idk. I'm just being a little ****boy.

**** you, bitch, I hope you get stabbed. By that guy. In Japan. Who stabbed those people. Is he dead or something? I hope not. So then he can stab you too.

I love drunk batty.

These are lovely:

http://www.oddee.com/_media/imgs/art...3d1260648e.jpg

https://usercontent2.hubstatic.com/7454649_f520.jpg

I also love Walter Schels' series in which he took photos of people just moments before and immediately after their deaths:

https://s17.postimg.org/vxu2oh5sf/Schmitz-2081.jpg

https://s10.postimg.org/3xreebyvd/Schmitz2-2524.jpg

"Second portrait:
December 14 2003
Heiner’s friends clearly didn’t want him to be sad and were trying to take his mind off things. They watched football with him just like they used to do: they brought in beers, cigarettes, had a bit of a party in the room. “Some of them even say ‘get well soon’ as they’re leaving; ‘hope you’re soon back on track, mate!’” says Heiner, wryly. “But no one asks me how I feel. Don't they get it? I'm going to die!”

Here's some more.

http://media.galaxant.com/000/087/65...1414521954.jpg

http://www.oddee.com/_media/imgs/art...postmortem.jpg

http://www.oddee.com/_media/imgs/art...kcuso1_500.gif

"OMG please get this dead girl off me!" - the old lady probably

She looks just like you without the facial hair.

She kinda does actually...

https://68.media.tumblr.com/baf93b1e...fkofo2_500.jpg

"Evelyn McHale is arguably the most iconic Empire State Building suicide victim. On May 1st, 1947, the young and pretty woman took a leap from the 86th floor Observation Deck and landed on a United Nations limousine parked on the street below. Photography student Robert Wiles heard an explosive crash and captured this photo of her just four minutes after her death. The car’s metal folded like sheets and framed her head and arms. Everything about the elegance of her pose—from her gloved hand clutching at her pearl necklace to her gently crossed ankles—suggests why her death was given the title of ‘’the most beautiful suicide’’.

In a black pocket book next to her coat contained a suicide note which read:

‘’I don’t want anyone in or out of my family to see any part of me. Could you destroy my body by cremation? I beg of you and my family – don’t have any service for me or remembrance for me. My fiance asked me to marry him in June. I don’t think I would make a good wife for anybody. He is much better off without me. Tell my father, I have too many of my mother’s tendencies.’’