Dear Future me!
how the devil are you! i hope your looking great, that little podge you noticed in the mirror better be away, or atleast turned into a super-solid-six pack!...your fat aint you....lazy git.
anywhoozle, i hope all is well, maybe you've loosened up and learned to relax about stuff more, it wasnt doing you any good worrying about everything like you did though man, but that wasnt all your fault was it, doesnt help to have had trhe craziest ex in the world to bring you down...she better not be with you now i swear, you said it was the last time.
and if she is, then good on you man, shes probably changed and you've embraced the fact that not only was she your best friend but she was incredibly fuckable to boot.
i dunno what to write anymore. OH hopefully you got off your ass and bought a camera and are now atleast taking one photo a day, learning the skills and genereally putting yourself to good use!!!
learned the guitar yet. nah didnt think so, probably still got it though aint ya? cos your too lazy to sell it. maybe you broke it in a fit of rage...that would have been cool. wish i could have saw that...wait, i did, or...i will? maybe? did i? oh god whats happening.
Dan Gleeballs. x
PPPPEEEEEAAAAAAAACCCEEEE!
ps. your awesome! like really awesome, dont ever forget that.
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