Write your own eulogy.
Here lies the man you always wanted to be (with).
We gather here today to say good bye to a dearly departed. He was a good man, a gental man, a loving man. . . what the hell do you mean this isn't Brad Pitts funeral?
once upon a time there was a fool...
He lived, but now he is dead. Go home, people. Nothing more to see here. It's not as if he's going to wake up any time soon.
:) dont cry, i wouldnt have
Its about consarn time.....
Here we weep in sorrow for the one who has fallen, tomarrow we ride into the greatest revenge that will ever be written among men. Our pain will no longer be our pain, everyone will feel it and when they remmeber his name there will be tremors among those who remmeber and those who believe.
He came, he saw, he brought booze
You say Poor Rob, I say Poor Us.
Smile if you have heart to, laugh at fond memories of her. For though her love for you remains her cares have gone. Her family, both blood and chosen kin, will hold her in memory, and that is enough.
I died in the same i lived. A pointless, useless death. Aren't all deaths pointless though. We can all weep, sleep, and then when the time is right, the die are rolled, we can all go where no one has gone before, to do things we only dreamed about but never dared too.
viva le resistance
Eat, drink and be merry...cuz that's what she did.
Zacq taught us many great things during his lifetime, such as never underestimate a swarm of rabid pipecleaners. May God bless what's left of his soul.
i believed all of u will agree that if chanz was here right now... he'd tell all y'all to go fuck yourselves
here lies a man who was a good for nothing, and nothing but goodness. some may know him as ian, i.c.l. or antartica, or ant for short.
here lies an asshole, a friend, an alcoholic, a brother... a fellow man.
so we speak no more and leave his ashes for the worms and whatever's left of his soul for the collectors...
please adjourn to the rear for the party, he would like it that way. and if you all could, please leave your sad faces in here and put on a smile going out...
Ask about our cut price coffins
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
she always belong to the wind
she always long for the infinity
and freedom finally
we'll meet again sometime
His only wish was to be remembered.
remember him not as the pessimist and cynic that you saw, but as the idealist and optimist that was overlooked...
She enjoyed complaining and bitching. She reread too much. And she very seldom lied.
I came i saw I conquered
why are you all here?
dont cry, if she was here shed tell you she only made people that she hated cry! if youre here then she must have loved you and wouldnt want you to cry!
dont be sad im out of this pain and this hell which is earth which is life cos nothing can hurt me anymore only life did that !!
I spent my time thinking
About what to say while I was living,
That I didn't have time to think
Of what to say when I was dead.
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