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In college, we don’t say “I love you”, we say “I have 5 essays, two finals, and 3 group projects due in the next 8 days” which translates to “I would like to be crushed by a train” and I think that’s pretty cool.
1. don’t you dare
show up looking likesomeone you aren’t. it’ll be enough,
having a broken pulse, don’tbreak my heart, too.
2. if the priest
starts talking about
how Iwas a good fucking catholic, stop him. tell
him about my clumsiness and
my relentlessly curly hair, tell him
about the boyI was in love with
when I was sixteen. if he doesn’tunderstand, tell anyone who will listen.
my ugly fingers, scarred from
nervous habits. my explosivelaughter, the way
I only did singin the shower.
3. please, oh
God
please. leave the bouquets at home. don’t
layer death on top of me,I
don’t want to struggle
getting back to youon Christmas by way of a flickering candle,
on your 39th birthdayin that space of darkness that is every blink.
4. don’t worry
about being formal, Inever was. I’d rather you
get up there andsing Vienna by Billy Joel than
sit in the pew, your hands foldedfor the first time in years
over me, and my unfolded oxygen supply.
5. know that
I havenever been
afraidof dying. death is the truth. I
fear lies. don’t lie. don’t wear
sadness like a scarfthat doesn’t suit you. don’t
steal winterfrom Hades, everyone knows
hell is cold. I was alwaysa summer girl.