Remember me

I'm in dire need of therapy. Am already on the verge of suicide. It's just deciding the fastest and mess-free way. Hanging by a wet noodle? Asphyxiation by body odour? Drowning by molten dark chocolate? (ooh... yumm!) With the kind of scatterbrain nonsense i have to face... ANYTHING! to avoid further brain deterioration of associating with intellectually inferior people. AARRGGHHH!!!!

Ironically, someone recently asked me "How would you like your epitaph to be?" and "What do you think others will put on your epitaph?". Hmmm... not the usual topic one would like to broach. Still, it did get me thinking of what i'm doing with my life, how i perceive myself and how different/similar others truly see me. Kinda makes you think twice before doing anything huh? Damn those morals and responsibilities! :P

I did come across this epitaph though:

Here lies a miser who lived for himself,
who cared for nothing but gathering wealth.
Now where he is and how he fares;
nobody knows and nobody cares.

Err... not something i would want on my granite headboard next time. Then again, obviously someone bothered enough to put it there. To serve as a warning/reminder perhaps?

Would be interesting though, to know what others would write for me. *goes off to preen wings and tune the harp*