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Just found my last “Last letter” looks like its from almost 3 years ago. It was right after Lysh’s death. I really like finding my last letters cuz they are great snapshots of where I was at in my life. Who I was close with, and what I was up to.
So here goes yet another one of them. I still want Weaver, Swaynie, and Deanne to speak at my funeral. I still want there to be a giant party either the day of, or the weekend after my funeral. A party where everyone drinks. You don’t have to get hammered out, but everyone must have enough drinks to make it a good time. Secondly, it needs to be a big enough venue so anyone that wants to come can come.
I’m on this huge peace journey right now, so there can be no animosity at this party for any reason. If you don’t like that person, stay away from them, or better yet go and talk to them. No gossip circles, no “what is she doing at this party” shit.
I’ve made a bunch of new friends over the last 3 years and grown distant with some older ones. The times I’ve had with all of you I wouldn’t trade for the world. You all are a fantastic bunch of people and have certainly made my life interesting. I feel like I should say something like “look out for each other” but you guys already did that so I’m not too worried about it.
My life is now well scratched with long term regret, but if I were to die today I’d be cool with it. I could go off peacefully into the night. I think a lot of that has to do with these letters. Just as long as I have a letter where I can covey my love and respect to all of you one last time, then I can die with no last minute revelations that some of you don’t know how I feel.
How I feel? I love all of you and I don’t really care if you love me back. I gotta say that I’m glad that my old nemeses are now friends and that I have no new enemies. I’ve definitely changed a lot over the last 3 years. I guess that’s always true. There’s a lot in my life that I’m not content with right now. I’m in a bit more of a disarray than I’d like to be and a lot of that stems from my complete in decision for what I wanna do with my life.
I hope that when I write my next letter I’m still a silly peace advocate. The cause is just so worth it that I have to stay the course and do whatever I can to help. Its dangerous saying something like that in here, cuz now I’ll feel like a total asshole if I’m not still involved in it come next ‘last letter’.
I’ve been in a ever worsening downward spiral since my last letter, and I hope that the changes for the better that I’m feeling are true and here to stay. I’m sorry if I ever let any of you down. That was never my intention. But intentions don’t mean shit. So hopefully come death, or the next letter I’ve improved my life.
Anyway play some sweet songs at my funeral. Love each other, look out for each other.
Peace and God.
-Keeton
So here goes yet another one of them. I still want Weaver, Swaynie, and Deanne to speak at my funeral. I still want there to be a giant party either the day of, or the weekend after my funeral. A party where everyone drinks. You don’t have to get hammered out, but everyone must have enough drinks to make it a good time. Secondly, it needs to be a big enough venue so anyone that wants to come can come.
I’m on this huge peace journey right now, so there can be no animosity at this party for any reason. If you don’t like that person, stay away from them, or better yet go and talk to them. No gossip circles, no “what is she doing at this party” shit.
I’ve made a bunch of new friends over the last 3 years and grown distant with some older ones. The times I’ve had with all of you I wouldn’t trade for the world. You all are a fantastic bunch of people and have certainly made my life interesting. I feel like I should say something like “look out for each other” but you guys already did that so I’m not too worried about it.
My life is now well scratched with long term regret, but if I were to die today I’d be cool with it. I could go off peacefully into the night. I think a lot of that has to do with these letters. Just as long as I have a letter where I can covey my love and respect to all of you one last time, then I can die with no last minute revelations that some of you don’t know how I feel.
How I feel? I love all of you and I don’t really care if you love me back. I gotta say that I’m glad that my old nemeses are now friends and that I have no new enemies. I’ve definitely changed a lot over the last 3 years. I guess that’s always true. There’s a lot in my life that I’m not content with right now. I’m in a bit more of a disarray than I’d like to be and a lot of that stems from my complete in decision for what I wanna do with my life.
I hope that when I write my next letter I’m still a silly peace advocate. The cause is just so worth it that I have to stay the course and do whatever I can to help. Its dangerous saying something like that in here, cuz now I’ll feel like a total asshole if I’m not still involved in it come next ‘last letter’.
I’ve been in a ever worsening downward spiral since my last letter, and I hope that the changes for the better that I’m feeling are true and here to stay. I’m sorry if I ever let any of you down. That was never my intention. But intentions don’t mean shit. So hopefully come death, or the next letter I’ve improved my life.
Anyway play some sweet songs at my funeral. Love each other, look out for each other.
Peace and God.
-Keeton