Today is about me dying. Not dying today. When I get old and I feel I will die, I'm going to always keep a few matches and a belt with a gasoline tub strapped to my belt. And, when I die, I will kill myself. I'll pour the gasoline on myself. And, without screaming, I'll take the match and I will drop it on myself. I will very calmly fall to the ground and burn up. And I will remain a skeleton.
Hey, I would enjoy chatting with you someday, do you have MSN or something?
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