Sunday, 19 July 2015

Pick A Spot, Not An Angle

I hope when I die I'm reincarnated as a Daily Mail comment so finally someone likes me. And instead of a gravestone, just shove a selfie stick in the dirt. I want everyone's visits to me to be all about them. God knows that in life they always were. But that's alright, selfie sticks and self-absorbed jerks may break my heart, but death will never hurt me. Death will nurture me.

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