Ocupation: Writer
Life: January 1, 1919 - January 27, 2010
Birthday: January 1
Death: January 27
Boy, when you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead?
topic: Death, Hope, Flower, Someone Dying, Someone Who Is Dying, Catchers, Death Coming, People Dying, Dying Love, Beautiful Death, Holden Caulfield, Holden