Hereby, my being consists of my past, present, and future. If I die, which I suspect is sometime very soon (can't provide evidence here), I declaim all my being going to my mom and dad except for my heart and liver and kidneys and bladder that are taken with my consent by the ministry of health for those in need. Mommy, daddy, please be strong, and fake your sadness every second. I was a good girl except for once, no twice, actually, um, more, no, no, more, um, yeah, oh oh, oops, yucks, what the heck, dang, darn, many times. God bless me. I love you both (in past present future tense).
..Um, mm, hmm, but it's not fair, I don't want to die yet. I want to die when I am 90.
...Shut up. Just die.
..ok :(
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