when you re dead you will be survived by a total absence of surprise by the wistful sighs and dejected shrugging of all the losers you were fucking when you re dead your phone will still blow up your friends still calling to buy drugs a million unread messages asking where the after party is it s yours when you re dead you will be reunited with everyone you used to get high with gathered together in a warm place indistinguishable from l a when you re dead they will all be sorry about all those times you borrowed money about all of your unrealized dreams to go to school for cosmetology it s yours when you re dead they will toast your life at your friends shitty dj nights no one will hear their speeches clearly they ll all just think it s someone s birthday when you re dead the hardest hit will be the girls who aren t legal to drink the months of grief they ll have to fight through so they can grow up to be just like you it s yours