why am i thinking about death at 2am in the morning?
it just came to my mind suddenly,that all.
i’m not afraid of death,i’m just afraid of dying
if i die
i do not want to have a grave
i do not want to be burned and placed in a small box
i do not want to have a plague in which people will pray to me
if i die
i want to be burned and my ashes thrown into the sea
i want to be remembered only by people that really cared
i want to only live in the memories and heart of people that truly love me
i want to save people of all the trouble and resources wasted if they were to pray for me every year
if i die
i want a colorful funeral
i want a fun filled funeral
i want happy music played all the time
i want my funeral to be like a birthday party
with helium balloons,bubbles,pretty dresses and cakes
i want people to be happy and enjoy and have fun
it’s a celebration that i’ve been finally release from the misery of living
i live my live each day trying to be as happy as possible
i maybe not been living to the fullest
but i least i tried
i shall have no regrets
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