I think about the pills in my bedroom. There's enough to OD on.

I have no idea if it will kill me, probably with no emergency medical intervention.

I think about the things I wanted to do with my life that I never did.

Facing death before has taught me how I treat death.

No one really wants to die, we want to look at death, and then turn around with a consuming idea of what we are supposed to be living for.