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It's interesting how much i think about my own death. I have for years. I don't think about what I'll go through, I imagine what things will be like here. Who would go to my funeral, who would cry, if people would travel from farther distances... stuff like that. It might be an evaluation of how close I think people are to me... maybe just a subconscious desire for attention haha... what people would say about me to others... if they'd reveal secrets, if they'd speculate on who i was closest to marrying... hmm. maybe i'm just weird lol. i've gone through interesting phases lately... crazy spurts of being more superficial, stressed, at peace... life is interesting. and wonderful....