Have me creamated, heat up my ashes into a DIAMOND and wear it for life.When I die, and I find out you are crying at my funeral. I will kill you.
If I am on my death bed, purple crotchless joints, in a black trench . No questions asked, Please excuse family and friends out of the room. & Make it Happen.(u know who you are)
Die the same way you came in, In the Epicenter of Life!
-Lassiter
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