Because you never know.
I leave my Last.FM plays and MSN chat logs to MarkWaldorf.
I leave my cat, Sky, to Hugo.
I leave my iPod Nano to Lauren.
I leave my clothes and shoes to MrGaryy.
I leave my books, DVDs and CDs to Ross.
I leave my phone to Ninastar.
I leave my paperclip necklace to Linda.
And I leave my bed to LemonJam. He'll get more use out of it than anyone.
As a dying wish I would like my post count to be scattered in the Creative Writing section.
I would also like Sticks to carry on with my TiSBB and Flash stories. If he injects half as much passion into them as he does into me, I'll be more than happy with them in his hands.
And now a little goodbye.
I may have made it rain,
Please forgive me.
My weakness caused you pain,
And this song's my sorry.
At night I pray,
That soon your face will fade away.