A letter from January 21st, 2020

Hi dumbass, it’s your past self 1/21/20. If you haven’t eaten **** and died yet well congrats. If you have this is gonna be supper awkward when my fam reads this random note from like years ago. If I’m dead I just wanna say I hope y’all cremated me and dumped some of my ashes in the dump so I can always be where I belong. In the trash. If not and Future me is reading this..teehee.. anyway what are you doing at this moment? Still being a ****** ***** to people? Married yet?Still shmokin weed? Have that Tesla we wanted yet? Are you happy? Would I be happy with who you became? What we really want in life is love. Have you found our soulmate? The person at the other end of the red string? Don’t lose contact with our sisters and parents. If your feeling old and unhappy and just that impending feeling of doom our subconscious mind likes to keep in the back out our minds that the marching of ***** is nearing itself and there is nothing we can do about it which sucks because we think we are making a difference or an impact in society. But we aren’t. Remeber Jenny Addams? No? Exactly. Who is Jenny Addams. A nobody just like we are. What? Anyway I’m loaded as **** rn waiting for my next class I hope your doing better than me. Cao or whatever the pasta eaters say xoxo -dat *****