If I die before I sleep

Lit From Inside's picture

I've been told that writing out your own will at the age of fifteen means depression. I'm not depressed anymore, I just want to make sure that people know what to do when I'm gone, whenever that may be. The only problem is, I don't know who should have any of my stuff; I have friends, I have family, but I don't have anyone who understands. Understands me, what I want. I'm asking too much, far too much. I went and got a tarot reading from the psychic on mainstreet. My question was, "How goes the search for the person I am looking for?" I didn't give a name, because I don't yet know who this person is, or where I'll find them. It's a mystery. I imagine this person every day, and wonder if passers-by are this person, but never find them. The tarot said that there was hope for finding this person, the person I am looking for, in the future. Maybe this is just my daydream.