I’ve no hope that someone will remember a thing of me. Because the only people that will remember things of me, are those I’ve met in my lifetime. And they too will be gone.

I don’t get this question.

Honestly, “He was pretty funny.” Something with warm, happy memories and none of the bittersweetness of missing someone. I want my net contribution to this world to be joy.

I don’t care to be honest. If that is not a valid answer, something like “He wasn’t such an asshole as most others.”

Goddamn… whoever xep is, that last commit he made sucks but it can’t be reverted… fuck…

What was the name of that weird cat lady who lived above us when I was a kid? Eh I guess it doesn’t matter.

“Nice dick”.

“Crazy that I’m the only one who remembers that guy who attained eternal life and then fucked off to explore the universe”

I don’t usually answer these questions myself, but I’d like to think someone would think “He always tried his best.”

Considering that most people who are remembered were terrible people, if I am remembered after my death, I have probably become something terrible.

That tombstone is based af lol.

“What a weirdo”

I always wanted to be remembered with, “He forgot more things than most people ever knew.”

This is likely to be true, because two of my grandparents had dementia/Alzheimer’s.

Maybe a chance meeting with a nameless person who made an impact on a bad day.
I like to give out genuine compliments to random people - great dress, love your hair, I love your wibe etc…
It would be lovely to be remembered and forgotten as the nameless stranger.

Don’t care what the last thing thought about me as much as who thought it.

Either “Fuck that guy” or “what was that Guy’s name again? Eh, doesn’t matter.”