Actually, I might be going to hell. Either way, I went to a few doctors this past year and they don't exactly know what's going on with me but it looks like my insides are slowly deteriorating. Or so that's how they put it. And they don't know how to stop it or how slow it down. Everyday, I basically spend 15 hours a day asleep, and I live the other whatever remaining hours in severe pain. So, yeah... I would sign up at MyDeathSpace.com but I don't even own a MySpace.
I think I've lived a pretty full life, however. I've spent a year in two European countries, I dug my '97 green Chevy Cavalier out of the snow on the East Coast, I lived one block away from Waikiki Beach, and I've met the most amazing man and family ever. I'm content, I think, to leave things as-is. I never did get married, or owned a house, or had a son - three things I had always wanted to accomplish. Nevertheless, for 25 and a half, I've done it all.
The only thing I'm wondering is, is the afterlife a place full of naked people who have passed before you? I mean, they have to be naked because clothes can't transfer to other worldly places, I don't think. I'm more prone to believe life after death is a void; a nothingness; unimaginable to us because it is impossible for the mind to conceive blank space.
Anyways, I haven't posted much of anything for a while, and I won't be posting much more. You guys probably don't even know who the heck I am. I don't even remember the last alias I used on here. I don't know. Sorry the medication is starting to kick in so I am rumbling now. My name is Bree and I hope I meet Blanche from the Golden Girls because she was my favorite one because she was a skank.
I think I've lived a pretty full life, however. I've spent a year in two European countries, I dug my '97 green Chevy Cavalier out of the snow on the East Coast, I lived one block away from Waikiki Beach, and I've met the most amazing man and family ever. I'm content, I think, to leave things as-is. I never did get married, or owned a house, or had a son - three things I had always wanted to accomplish. Nevertheless, for 25 and a half, I've done it all.
The only thing I'm wondering is, is the afterlife a place full of naked people who have passed before you? I mean, they have to be naked because clothes can't transfer to other worldly places, I don't think. I'm more prone to believe life after death is a void; a nothingness; unimaginable to us because it is impossible for the mind to conceive blank space.
Anyways, I haven't posted much of anything for a while, and I won't be posting much more. You guys probably don't even know who the heck I am. I don't even remember the last alias I used on here. I don't know. Sorry the medication is starting to kick in so I am rumbling now. My name is Bree and I hope I meet Blanche from the Golden Girls because she was my favorite one because she was a skank.