[...] And yet, somewhere deep down, you find yourself rooting for the storm, hoping for the worst. As if a part of you is tired of waiting, wondering when the world will fall apart - by lot, by fate, by the will of the gods. I am a 12 Year old male, I have Suicidal Thoughts. If you read this, im most likely just playing roblox to cope. I have a really good friend named garret, if you know him tell him i said Hi!