A letter from June 8th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope you’re doing alright man. I’m sitting on the toilet thinking about what I should write rn... Tiktok brought me here and if it’s still a thing I’m sorry for you. And if you’re looking for a reason... a reason to do anything I’m sorry. I’m sorry I ****** everything early for you. Made bad choices early on pathing you down the ******** possible route. I’m truly sorry. If you’re living any better then congrats. You’ve fulfilled something. I’m really sorry. Life’s been a *****, I’m 16 rn hungover as **** and think about what my life’s come to. I don’t really have friends anymore, I only get invited to parties cause people couldn’t find anyone else to invite. The women I love has strayed further then I could ever reach and my family is more distant then ever. I have no one to rely on and I just feel like I’m in the ********. God I love that word. It just seems to me that... the only thing that’s keeping me going is the fact that I’m less sober then I am intoxicated. I mean seriously my life is so ****** rn. I’ve spent hundreds of dollars on drugs alone and alcohol has been pouring in lately. In the case that you do ever read this future me don’t forget what happens to the people you love. They leave you. Don’t spend you’re **** on people that are going to leave you. It’s human nature. I just want someone to find me and maybe... stay for a little while. Tired of people leaving me even when I’ll do anything to see them again. I spend so much ******* energy just to see these people who just don’t ******* care about me. I really am sorry once again... I hope that you maybe find something... find something inspirational that’ll light something for you again.