Dunno!

White walls, white ceillings, white sink; white, white, white, white. If Damen didn't know any better he would swear he lived in a hospital. But he doesn't he lives with his mother whom just happens to love white. Everything was white, till one day Damen was shaveing and red came from his white face. Damen liked that color wanted more of it. "The cut on my face didn't hurt" he thought to himself, whats another, not on the face though mom would know I did it on purpose. The wrist, no to dangerous, the arm? yea the arm nothing to hurt there. WOW!!! The blood was so red, so grand, more more came out until the room was red. Then it went black, then the screams, then the black faded. White all around him, beds, doctors and everything white. Just like home, "Wwwwwhat hhhhappened?" He mumbles. "You slit your wrist" and "almost died." The only thing he thought was "Damn I'll try harder next time"! Only there will never be a next time on the day he was released from the hospital he got hit by a car and died.

Would that be a sin, on one hand he wanted to die, but on the other he had no control of the car that killed him. Oh yea this is an example of irony.