Bury Me Deep Enough That My Soul Never Finds A Way Out.

Bury me deep enough that my soul never finds a way out.

And when I am called for my return.

And I cry out.

I am never heard or found.

When you and your date don’t match

I would rather drown in your cynicism then bask in their narcissism.

Burn me.

Ashes smaller than grains of salt.

And at that moment I am the atoms that made me.

The essence that makes the universe.

Scatter me into the wind, pour me into the sea.

And wait for me, for me to reassemble in the next life.

Okay but why has no one mentioned the Russian spies, did that not happen????

I really can’t believe I’ve been on this hell site for 8 years