Waiting till my family goes to sleep, getting the grabbing my shotgun going for a drive and ending it in a parking lot.
I'm leaving a note for the police to give to the gun seller who sold me the gun cause the police might go question him, its gonna read "Don't blame yourself, you wouldn't have known, no one knew. I might be gone, you may have sold that gun to me but don't stop what you do. You save lifes, you give an abused mother protection for her children, you stop women from getting raped, you stop people from losing their families. You provide protection, you've saved lifes and will continue to save lives. Don't be discouraged. God Bless."
But all this thinking about death has me thinking of the afterlife. I don't believe in hell, not so sure about heaven. But if I had a choice, I wouldn't want to go to heaven yet, I would wanna go back a few years ago, summer of 2013, I was the happiest I've ever been in my life, it spiraled from then on out. What happens when you die? I hope I just go back to the happiest time of my life and get to relive it over and over and over again, that would be amazing, that would be my heaven, not angels and halos. Just a time when I loved the world, I loved life, I loved everything and everyone.
till we meet again.
Pic not related, just was lazy.