A letter from May 25th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hey Lauren, this is 17 year old you. the date is 5/25/20. i’ll be 18 in like? four months idk. my curfew is 10 and i’m not happy about it, but i’m sure 22 year old Lauren doesn’t care by now. i’m dating the love of my life Gavyn, i hope i’m still with him in 5 years. remember mindy? singing in the car trashy songs about her and thinking she was a ****** ***, stalker ***, no manners having *** *****? she probably still is. i’m sure you’re laughing at all the stuff you remember. if i’m not still with gavyn i’m sorry for bringing it up. i hope everything from our past doesn’t bother you anymore, i know you still think about it but i hope it’s not as often. i hope you find self worth even after what he did. i hope you’re a cosmetologist and loving life. i hope you graduated high school and you better still be calling and visiting dad and mom. did dad cry the day you moved out? have you moved out? is it a cute little apartment a little ways away from home? how’s grace ledford? do you still talk to her? she’s my best friend right now, a little boy crazy and thinks she’s in love with a boy named Aaron, i think she’s a little out of it. his jeep is is outgoing to say the least. i hope you still have dance parties in your room to make yourself feel something. i hope gavyn still opens every door for you and calls you beautiful. i hope you got the hell out of ingles when you turned 18, **** that place. i typed that as i’m about to get ready for my 11-6:45 shift. remember working at starbucks? that was fun. remember savannah? she wasn’t fun. i hope you and mom are still friends, and i hope james is okay. i hope you’re still little when you wanna be, and big when you need to be. i hope you never gave all my stuffed animals away, those were expensive. is your favorite color still pink? did you get your honda civic sport, white and black? don’t tell me you’re still driving betty, your door handleless 2004 nissan Altima. she better have gotten door handles. i hope you don’t think you’re a ***** anymore, or gross or too much for anyone. i hope gavyn still tells you you’re not a ***** and not too much. have y’all gotten married? has his mom quit talking about mindy? did his mom fix his drive way ever? i can’t wait for you to read this and remember the crazy year of being 17. you better be getting drunk with grace right now or something. but don’t smoke weed, don’t be a shawn. don’t be an ethan either, or the other ethan, or a cameron, or omfg a quintin. or an eli what a *****. ANYWAY, i hope you’re doing well, and write another letter when you get this. love you, Lauren, 17, 5/25/20 🐰