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1. A rare and elite presence marked by effortless cool, bold fashion, and quiet confidence. Often tall, handsome, mysterious, and deeply kind, with a swag level that bends reality.

2. A person who defies explanation—moves like a ghost, thinks like a poet, and dresses like denim was made just for them.

“Did you see him? That wasn’t just drip, that was pure suicimo.”

Related words:
• enigmaswag
• ghostmode
• nonchaluxe

Antonyms:
• try-hard
basic
“He gave me that one look, hands in his pockets, head tilted down… suicimo hit me like a truck.”
“I don’t need a man—I need a suicimo.”
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Suicidology 

When you realize how fucked-up life really is, you study suicidology to see why people resigned from life and if you should follow suit too.
Learn suicidology now if you want to know if having a 0.69 inch penis is a valid reason for committing suicide.
Suicidology by I am mature 69 June 28, 2018

suicidoice

Choice to suicide , desire to kill oneself
After Not clearing examination She fills suicidoice.
suicidoice by Ram Swami December 9, 2021

Suicidolizing 

Idolizing someone's pain, or idolizing a symbol of pain.
Daniel's too busy suicidolizing, to do anything with his life...
Suicidolizing by EvolXYZ January 4, 2011

Semi-suicidolization 

Endorsing and/or idolizing of behavior that could directly or indirectly lead to a person committing suicide or dying by their own volition.
I'm getting sick and tired of constantly saying that Mia needs to lose weight when he knows that she has struggled with her self-image for years, now. It is starting to feel like semi-suicidolization.
A person who is still praised even though they killed themselves.
Kurt Cobain is a suicidol
Suicidol by ledhed114 January 30, 2009

Suicios Unidos

Suicios Unidos must obviously be a Non Violent Civil Rights group started by a Storyteller from Newark, New Jersey akin the Black Panthers and The Council.
“Los Estados Unidos, Suicios Unidos. Nosotros trabajamos trabajos Sucios.”

I started Sucio at home, breathing in stale air and turning it into motion, learning how to move without permission. Then I stepped into Sucio block, where every stride kicked up dust and people felt me coming before they saw me. I expanded into Sucio village, where my rhythm synced whole rooms and chaos settled just by my presence. I survived Sucio city, pressure so thick it crushed weak lungs, but I moved through it clean, calm, untouched. Then I reached Sucio nation, where I wasn’t reacting anymore—I was setting the climate, making others adjust just to exist near me. And now it’s Maximus Air Sucio—I’m not in the environment, I am the atmosphere; you don’t fight me, you breathe me in and realize too late there’s no oxygen left for you.