That day I was watching titanic and that part of the movie I watched before I had to rush off was so poignant I cannot stop thinking about it. You know which scene I am talking about?

That part where Leonardo Dicarprio was sketching Rosie’s portrait la. Just kidding =)

The scene which the two of them were desperately clinging on to the railings at the bow as Titanic sank almost vertically.

They were the two most fortunate people on the deck despite their impending doom because they had each other. Death is suddenly not so scary when you have a partner, someone to leave with into the unfathomable unknown.

It is almost romantic to be able to end their lives together and be with each other eternally, in a way.

But the sucky ending which I always don’t get to watch killed Jack. Shit.

And it is always preferable to die in other ways than filling up the lungs with water; it wouldn’t be a good death. I suggest holding your breath, because if you’d pass out if you do that long enough hence you can get a second chance to regret that you even thought about suicide.

I just wasted half an hour typing nonsense.

♥Bid Farewell