Tag Archives: Death

I sleep with my clothes on every night. This way, I will be prepared for the afterlife if I die in my sleep.

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I REGRET: every breath since early summer 1992

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“It’s never to late to start planning for the future.”

Yesterday, on the drive to Follansbee, we passed a graveyard. It was just a large rectangular tract of land in the middle of a valley, with nothing else around except for a river that runs through the valley. I started … Continue reading

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while letting the tides of the internet take me where they may, i stumbled upon a list of things that someone aspired to do before they die. this person is a few years younger than i, and as i looked … Continue reading

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