A letter from October 30th, 2019

Dear FutureMe, Wus hannen brah. You leave for the air force in 3 weeks *****. Dummie ****** hype. My *** better not be married or have any kids. Grandma is here with me cross stitching. Everyone’s out of the house and it’s just us. Its quiet, cold and rainy outside. Hangin with Myrissa tomorrow. Really ready for this relationship to be over honestly. Just dragging it out to the point where i can get the hell away from here. Hope everything went well with A1X01. Done with school yet? How’s the whole pilot thing workin out? If you’re being lazy get off your *** ***** and do what you gotta do. Ily byeeee good luck ***.