Dear FutureMe,
heyooo if you're reading this it should be 2025, if the world hasn't exploded or something. right now im in grade seven, ayo! this is going five years into the future broski's! you're graduating FREAKING HIGH SCHOOL SOON! THATS EPIC DUDE!!!!! unless I did my math wrong? after all...7+5=12 right? oh well. tbh idk what I wanna be or where I wanna go to university so sucks to be you cuz you gotta figure that out, sucker ( still love u for getting through high school though ok? <3) im so scared to grow up. like of course I want to graduate and go to university, get a job, get married, become a mom and have a family...but im just so scared. please don't grow up. I bet it sucks. plus your skin will get saggy girl, is that what you want? um no. but on a real note, as im sitting here crying about how I don't wanna grow up, when you're reading this your sisters birthday is in 9 days so what are you getting her?? she should be like 20 turning 21 OMG. she's gonna be so old! she's turning 16 next week...yet 21 in five years wow. (secret is, I haven't got her a present yet!! we're in quarantine I can't go shopping, oops! ill have to amazon order something quick) but that's besides the point. five years seems so far away but I know that it'll come sooner than I want. just please cherish your moments because once you grow up you can't do any of it again. okkkk its like 1am now so imma head to bed and scroll through TikTok for a bit. I love you so much future me! please stay epic, make good friends, and have a life that makes people wanna have a Pinterest board of you lmao. (and p.s. you better still be planning on going to Italy in another 5ish years)
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