A letter from May 27th, 2016

Dear Faggot, what up youtuuuuube. I'm 17 right now.. Well we are. Soo, Lolita (remember her?) had the bright idea to do these future emaill things and after flattering the idea, I thought "Are emails even gunna be thing in a couple years?" and the answer I came up with is no. AHA Fuckface. Suck my dick. oh wait, you're virgin!!! What do you know about anything! You're scared of balloons! You're insecure about your height! that's so stupid!!! and you're terrified of not amounting to anything! Whatever, you say, sister Leo. I hope you have grown a lot as a reader, writer, and a scientist (remember how much you loved science?). The truth is you interested in so many things. And if time travel is possible then. Send me a hint. 10:57 A.M. Remember the love of our life: Sasha: the beauty she is cannot be matched. She so cute. I love you, E- dawg. You work hard, and the truth is you wanna have your hands in too many cookie jars, but you're lactose intolerant so just pick up a book instead. Grow up, not old. and remember, you are as ready as you will ever be. Goodbye old, friend. (You better have abs)