A letter from June 18th, 2018

Today, you turn 25. Well, should turn 25. You'll either A) Be ******** B) Die of a heart attack or C) Commit suicide after being surrounded by morons for too **** long before then. Best case scenario is that you'll be in prison for losing your **** and slaughtering everyone who has ever wronged you, something which take several years, as I am you and know you'll want to keep them alive as long as possible so you can inflict so much pain they'll wish their distant ancestors were never even conceived. If you read this: HOW IN THE ALL LIVING **** ARE YOU STILL ALIVE AND/OR NOT IN PRISON? Also, have you lost weight? I mean, if you have, it's a God-**** miracle.