The phrase "kill with a word" is not inaccurate, at the right age.

Mine had a betting pool as to how/when I'd off myself... and they only thought I was a lesbian.

I'm not, but I guess that's what happens when you're 16 and not a raging slut and you hang out mainly with the handful of "out" gay kids - which I did because they needed someone on their side, and dammit they had the same taste in music as me!! (and nobody else liked broke-ass "weirdo" me anyway)

For the record, nobody bet on "never" in that pool. So I did, once I found out about it. (and I'm still winning!)