outlived by a button collection

This button drawer will outlive me. When I was uncluttering my art drawers with collected whimsical unconnected objects, I contemplated these buttons that have been untouched for a while and that I have had since forever. It dawned on me that when I die they would probably remain, and I will be known as the woman who was outlived by her collection of buttons, tassels, threads, lace and paints. I need to write on the back of those elements a formula for a peaceful and graceful self exodus; I want to invent an auto execution formula, some chemical composition, a wako-style self shredder.. I don’t want my objects to burden others.. They were significant to me only.. I want them to self shred in silence..