Dear Diary,
when i die i want everyone close to me to look back on the memories they’ve made with me and smile. i don’t want them to be sad that i’m gone, i want them to gather around somewhere and talk about the love they’d feel the fun they’d have the comfort they’d find when they’re with me. i want to be remembered with a bright smile a memorable laugh and good memories. i wonder what impact i had on my friends. i wonder what memory of me they’ll carry with them.