A letter from May 14th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, i hope your life isnt as screwed up as it is now. i hope those walls you built arent still up. I also hope you havent ****** yourself yet. I hope you have friends that are real and someone who likes you for the you that you want to be. not the one you pretend to be to fit in. i am crying while writing this because i just hope your still alive. i know your crying too. i hope your not still followed home and yelled at for being ugly and fat. i hope your parents arent still trying to make you perfect because they feel like they failed your siblings. i hope you have someone to rant to instead of just crying to yourself from midnight to 2 in the morning. i dont want to jinx us but i have someone finds your sad things about me board in pintrest . I just hope your healthy and happy. from your 12 year old self. see ya sorry for my typos im rushing through so i dont look back and delete it bye