[ WP ] You just jumped off . Describe the thought process as you get closer and closer to ground-level .

There are no words to describe the feeling of the fall. I know I thought I wanted this. To fall. To die. But, really, I tripped trying to come off the bridge. So, now I'm falling, screaming, and flailing. My life has n't flashed before my eyes yet, so maybe that's a good sign. Maybe that means I wo n't die? Probably not, but I can only hope. Honestly I do n't even remember why I wanted to jump. Crashing through the wind makes it feel so real. I want to barf, but in the off chance that I survive I do n't want to be covered in my own vomit. The ground is starting to grow in front of my eyes. Bigger and bigger. Should n't be much longer now; I'm surprised it took this long actually. I'd say my good-byes, but it's too late now. You know, it's funny, I thought I'd have a more profound last moment. Oh well.
