Carry on spending the weekend in peace. My gf and i had some amazing sex when we woke up this morning, went to the farmer's market, went to some cute shops, did cute gay stuff like holding hands while we walked all around our city. I'm content, for the first time in my life. Dying now wouldn't be so bad.
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First, I wouldn't tell anyone I was going to die, but I'd go see everyone who is important to me. Even if it was insanely inconvenient for them, I'd do it and tell them I love them. I'm sure it will make all of them angry I didn't say "I'll be dead in 24hrs" but that's now how I want to go out. Everyone crying and blah blah blah. Am I getting on your nerves because you love me but the new born is crying and I showed up unannounced? I know and that's okay. I'll probably smile fondly, give them a big hug and tell them I'll see them when I can. Then I'd get home and start writing. I'd write as much to every person I needed to. If I had anything to say at all, I'd say it. A lot of apologizing and explaining why I didn't say anything but I'd definitely put in a "if you feel bad by the way you acted towards me the last time we saw each other, fuck you. I don't remember being required to consider your feelings about my death. I went out the way I wanted, and I gave you one last memory of me being me. Not everyone standing around being an asshole and crying on everything." Then would elaborate in detail to each one individually what I will remember about them. What I want them to remember about me and who I was. Probably write about the good and the bad, but remind them every other paragraph they have nothing to feel bad for, that I know they loved me and I didn't say anything because I wanted my last time with them to be normal. It would take the majority of the time I have left. Then, idk. Probably depending on my mood in the hours before, I may go find somewhere secluded with a good view or pick one person and tell them so I don't have to go out alone. That one I don't think any person can say for sure till it happened. Hell, I might say fuck it and find anyone I can so I don't go out alone. But I've already faced some of this reality once and writing was the thing that I felt I needed to do most. To explain anything and everything. Don't leave anything up for debate or question. They will all have all the answers to all the questions within days of my death. No wondering this or feeling guilty for that.
I'd try to figure out a way to stop it from happening.
Probably the most realistic answer...
Now I'm going to go watch Crank. Again.
I'll watch it with you
Get a second opinion.
Celebrate, make sure there’s some legal framework for all my stuff to go to my younger brothers and then probably drink/smoke/do whatever drugs I can find to make the last few hours as nice as possible.
I lost the will to keep fighting a long time ago. I’m not actively hoping for death, but it’s not something I’d be unhappy about encountering.
Finally start smoking pipe tobacco. I've been putting it off as I'm sure it will give me mouth cancer.
Play bladurs gate and continue on as normal. Maybe drink something nice, listen to my favorite song. It's not me I care about it's my partner who would be left wondering and without an income
answrrs so far: sex, walking, browsing, play with my kids.
Honestly, probably not too much. Eat some of my favorite foods, write letters to people I care about, listen to my favorite music. Hopefully be able to enjoy nature one last time. And maybe ingest some mind-altering substances.
steal someone’s credit card and go buy a bunch of weed (it’s legal here). after also eating a great meal, I’d go get high in Central Park and just walk around, enjoying the views until I died.
the person would report the card stolen and get the (relatively small) charges stricken/refunded, so I’m not worried about the ethics of that.
Why do you have to steal a credit card to do this?
because I am poor
i don't know, probably go say thanks to my parents. take my dog on a really long walk with lots of play time.
There are a lot of old friends I don’t keep up with aside from major events because, life. I’d call them and tell them I love them because this would be a pretty major event. I’d like to see a few of them too but would prioritize finding ways to laugh and have fun with my family and immediate family.
I would give my money, which isn't much, to my family straight away.
I would spend my last day with them, leave some nice messages to friends (the ones I care for like family are just too far away).
I would cancel all my clients
I think that's it
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That would bigly suck because my girlfriend just travelled across the world