
It would go a little something like this. So today i woke up dude and i knew i was going to die. I didn't know shit would happen this way but it did. I mean like when i was brushing my teeth i was thinking this is the last time I'm ever gonna need to do this again. Cause you don't have morning breath in heaven. You always smell good there. Like an angel is what they tell me. Man... I wonder what an angel smells like? Do you think the big man upstairs has been watching me like the whole time i wasn't dying? If so then I'm soooooooo fucked. I can only hide so much shit from so many people. Not my creator though. Dude check this shit out? Look... You don't see that light mother fucker? I mean it's making me wanna close my eyes. Turn that shit off. Dim that shit for me please. Dude can you get me out of these fucking clothes? I at least want to be dressed nice the last day of my life. Remember all those times we got fucked up man? Bad trips. And good trips. And a lot of laughing and crying from laughing? I'm gonna miss you. I wonder what you'll think when you wake up tomorrow and you can't call me anymore cause I'll be so six sick feet under. Are the worms going to eat me man? Tell me no. Please? Why can't i get eaten by butterflies or something nice and pretty and lite like that? Worms aren't even nice looking at all man. Dude this fucking hurts bad. I don't really know what happened or why i am even able to still verbalize all the shit. I probably sound real fucked right about now huh? I'm thirsty. Be a doll and hand me that glass of water? And tell my mom and my sisters and my brothers to take care and to just throw all my shit away and to not do creepy shit and like smell my sheets and my pillows and my dirty clothes after I'm gone. I don't want to be remembered like that. Make sure you remove any stash of anything in my room. And burn my lyrics and my journals. Are you sure i can't take anything with me? Like if they put me in the casket with like my journal or something that it's like gonna decompose after sometime too? Do people get buried still wearing wedding bands? Make sure you delete all my Internet accounts. I wouldn't want anyone to be the person that messaged the dead chick... and then i flat line. without saying bye or that i love you or anyone or anything man. Just like that i belong to the soil. Man i can't believe i didn't get fucking married or fucking have kids or nothing man before i died. I didn,t even have a pet or anyhting man. I'm gonna die without any one to water all my plants and flowers and stuff. Oh man. I think i left the faucet dripping in the bathroom downstairs. I didn't turn the knob all the way back i don't think.
And my one wish in life? We'll my two wishes?
ONE: That i was wearing clean underwear when i arrived at the hospital.
TWO: That i told all this sht to someone important before i passed. And not that it was just some nurse or EMT. But like a friend or family member or someone nice like that. Somebody soft and comfortable.
What brought on this blog entry?
All the police and sirens at the house next to mine.
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