Venting The other day I had a dream

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That I had stolen a revolver, a rifle, and a bunch of ammo from a couple of criminals.

I was feeling euphoric, so happy. I felt like I had won the lottery. Then I woke up.

Everybody should have the legal right to buy a gun tbhngl

 

[Saigon Depression]

I often imagine what it would be like to have a pistol with which I could kill myself anytime.

I don't know if and when I would actually do it, but the thought that I could do it anytime would be liberating, maybe even euphoric sometimes.