When I die, I want to be remembered happily by a party. I’m not chillin with Jesus or anyone else and I will demand my family not tone down my atheism, but I want to be remembered for the good times I was able to experience with friends and family. I want the fact that I ever existed to be celebrated. They can be sad and support one another other times, but I want them to put the fun in funeral. Remember me with a barbecue and an open bar. Get some strippers dancing to Highway to Hell. Make it Star Wars themed. I hope there’s at least one drunken hookup. I want people’s last memory of me to be a happy one.
We’ve got such a short time to exist and so much of it is consumed by sadness and the struggle to get by. I don’t want to cause any more grief, or at least I want to balance it when my time is done.
When I die, I want to be remembered happily by a party. I’m not chillin with Jesus or anyone else and I will demand my family not tone down my atheism, but I want to be remembered for the good times I was able to experience with friends and family. I want the fact that I ever existed to be celebrated. They can be sad and support one another other times, but I want them to put the fun in funeral. Remember me with a barbecue and an open bar. Get some strippers dancing to Highway to Hell. Make it Star Wars themed. I hope there’s at least one drunken hookup. I want people’s last memory of me to be a happy one.
We’ve got such a short time to exist and so much of it is consumed by sadness and the struggle to get by. I don’t want to cause any more grief, or at least I want to balance it when my time is done.