The beauty of death

I’ll make a beautiful corpse one day. I’m not in a rush for it. I’m also going to make one hell of a vengeful one. Bury me in Gloucester said dad and you will know that the dead have power… My aunt allowed poison over a wrong to destroy her whole life and take the whole family with her… in the end she robbed her neices and nephew’s the right to say goodbye at her funeral out of bitterness.

I on the other hand take a different approach. I will ensure in excruciating detail that you will suffer for the rest of your mortal life for what you did to me. You will watch.., as I decay. I will lock you in my tomb. Put me in my best dress, do my makeup and hair. Do not cremate me. I want to see you suffer even as the eyes fall from my head. The lion sleeps tonight as they put me in the ground. Your punishment? Your eternal damnation? You will live. You will watch the full consequences of your actions. On the day I die and every day hence, you will watch. I will have a court mandate that you spend 1 hour a day looking at what you have done until you too join me in the ground.

Enjoy eternal damnation bitches

Courage and 2 fingers eternally up at the sky….

Fuck you

Annetta Mother Smith