last post ever on x.
when i die. i dont want celebration of life.
if i died tomorrow, i want mourning.
my ideal is everyone who knows me, including people who i just met, does not recover.
no remembrances, no funny stories,
only
weeping, wailing, tears, black veils and all
its sad isnt it when a stranger could virtually assume you have a pessimistic view on life? they’re not entirely wrong, but its just sad to just blatantly point that out. you know it beforehand.