Death is a beautiful thing, in my opinion, but I don't believe that I should die now. For the past two nights I cried and thought about how happy I would be and how much I would love myself if I took my life away... beauty would be on my side. I would be beautiful as a woman, as an individual, as a philosopher. As my dead body becomes part of the Earth, I will be loved in this way, and the Earth will take care of me. Wonderful, but I still believe that there is a life for me to live. A life where I can survive as the beautiful being that I want to be.