I'm a napalm bomb for you baby, chicka-boom.

When I was little, I would sometimes dread things so badly that I'd imagine that I died before I had to do whatever it was, just to comfort myself. Performances, doctor's appointments, anything, really, that involved people looking at me. Math tests. There were a lot of nights during which I contemplated suicide before a math test. I never intended to kill myself, of course, just thought about how nice it would be if maybe I died.

I haven't felt that way in a very long time, until now.