A letter from July 26th, 2013

Dear FutureMe, I just hope you have given up on Candy Crush and it doesn't ruin your life anymore. Also, I hope you haven't given up on the dream to become a youtuber, to move to England and start a life there; I know a lot can change, but I hope you're alright. How is your channel going? Good I hope. And how about your fanfictions? Better I surely hope because the 15 year old version of you can't write anything on time for shit. I hope in four years I have a channel, had boyfriends, moved on from that stupid sixth grade crush or who knows, made courage to finally talk to him and now you're friends or more. I found this site just now and I decided to write a letter for every year now. I'm currently listening to an Imagine Dragons album, I hope in four years I'll still like them. Same thing with The Wanted, alright? Do not disappoint me. I hope dad's okay, no more cancer and happier than ever; I know he'll be fine. I hope I choose philology wise and I'll like it there and I also hope you've lost some weight, girl. I hope you're happy and well. I hope Chris is well too. He should be in 7th grade, right? Is he a heart breaker? A player? A gamer? Because I'd surely be fucking happy if he's a gamer. Anyway, I hope everyone is alright and no one died. And that we have a dog. Good luck on that youtube channel and have fun at Comic Con or I'll kill you.