Screw it
Dec 17, 2010 7:46 PM
I really hate her.
Like, sincerely want her to die.
My funeral;
During my funeral when their putting me in the ground, I want the song "the abortion plan" by Oceana to be playing. Why? Because at one point the guy singing says "My mother didn't want me" which brings me to my next point. I do NOT under any goddamn circumstances want Maniur Saray Palma to come within 900 feet of my grave or my funeral. Is it too hard to respect my last dying wish? Believe me when I say, I hate her. She is everything a mother shouldn't be. And, because of her one day I will not walk this earth. I will not see my brothers first girlfriend. Or, my other brothers first day in kindergarten. No child should die before their parent. But, if I must, I may. I hate her. She is the person who makes the hairs all over your skin rise. She makes you cry, just by looking at her. And, SHE WILL LOVE IT.
Back to my funeral:
Black roses must hang on each side of my casket. My funeral must be on a rainy day. It just has to be. That way, every time it rains, my dad will know it's me. All my stuff must go to anyone who wants it. Personal notes and pictures must reside with my father. He can do whatever he wants with it. I would like to be buried in Miami. This place, Is my home. Then again, home is where the heart is. So, let's find my heart.
I ask for one thing and one thing only;
Maniur must never ever ever step foot anywhere near my grave. She may not be at my funeral. Nothing I own can go to her. She is not to be in any way, shape, or form to have anything to do with me. At all.
And that,
Is my dying wish.
Please respect it.
-Margaret.
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