If i die tomorrow, wouldn't want anybody to call me "princess" or "angel" or "baby", none of that crap. No Facebook group "R.I.P Beth" with messages saying you won't be forgotten, because I will. We all will. Don't upload unflattering photos captioned "miss you" or post status' how sad you are. Write me a letter if you want to. Pour out your deepest feelings and address it to me, and send it away. For every fake friend, all the people who "remember me from school" tell them to not grieve me, as they never really knew me.
At my funeral yes cry, remember the bad things about me aswell as the good. I am not to be glorified. I was a person. Sometimes good sometimes bad. Play the songs that remind you of me, (and that Morecambe and Wise song ironically to make you smile)
Afterwards have a party, everybody get drunk. Get off with that person you desperately want to but were too scared. Take my blessing. Your chat up line "my best friends dead but she wants me to kiss you now". Go tell the people you love that you love them. Also tell the people I loved that I loved them. Please tell all the people that I thought were hot, all the boys I fancied for years what I could never tell them.
I am aware this is tempting fate, but I feel that somebody should know.
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