Waiting.

I'm Grace.
I'm waiting to hear.
I'm waiting to move.
Psalms 130:5

Being a drama queen, the usual.

  • Me: Aimee, tell everyone I love them...im dying of hw.
  • Aimee: bahahahaha
  • i'll be sure to let everyone know
  • Me: serious...
  • i might not make it through the night
  • make sure my obituary says something cool not lame like "she died doing hw"
  • Aimee: got it
  • Me: and my headstone, if my family chooses to bury me has to have daisy's engraved in it.
  • please make me a York instead of Iderosa as well.
  • im sorry i am asking for so much.
  • Aimee: HAHAHAHA consider it done
  • making the funeral arrangements as we speak
  • Me: thank you. You have always been the best friend in the entire world. i will save you a mansion next to mine in Heaven
  • Aimee: know that i love you very much
  • Me: PS im leaving my TB sauce stash to you.
  • you can have any of my clothes that you like as well since we are the same size.
  • Aimee: oh THANK YOU!
  • may i have your purses as well?
  • Me: oh yes, you can make bug $$$$ off of those!
  • Aimee: WOO!
  • i mean
  • i'm so sad to see you go
  • Me: tell my dearest Johnny that i love him and he gets my grandfathers camera and lenses and whatever else he chooses.
  • Aimee: i shall tell him
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