I'm not asking you to read this and have to make a decision on the belief of existence in any form of way after death..... just the belief of me existing after death. Trust me no one wants a ghost form of you, I couldn't stand you in real life I certainly don't want a version of you I can't destroy. I, however, plan on spying and playing pranks after I die (if I die, I'm not sure if I'm going to let that happen yet). Dealing with this ridiculous world might not be so bad if I can fuck with people for the rest of eternity. Look, everyone just watch out after I die, I'll saran wrap every entrance in your house and make sure all the windows are open when it rains. Remember you're never alone with ghost me, I'm always watching and listening, so say good bye to private conversations, sex and pooping...... because I'm there about to levitate something. You better not bring a priest by to take care of me either, I'm not afraid to possess you and ruin your chances at that promotion you were up for. Booooo motherfucker!!!
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