Shit, I forgot to talk to my parents about not having a funeral. Actually I didn’t forget, I just didn’t have the opportunity. It’s kinda hard to bring up. Like what am I supposed to say, “Guys don’t have a funeral for me if I die, k?” They already think I’m weird enough. They’re gonna be like “why are you even thinking about that?” and then they’ll be like “what dumb conspiracy are you following now?” then they’ll be like “what have you been smoking?” in their parent voices. You know parents, they always ask that. Like smoking’s the only way to administer a drug. And then they’ll just tune me out and not even hear my plea. When people think you’re crazy they just ignore you. Try telling your parents the Queen mum was an 8 foot lizard who shape-shifted back to true form when she passed on to the next realm. Try not being labeled crazy slipping them that morsel of truth.
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