A letter from June 29th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, hey, this is your past 5 years self lmao this is so ******* cheesy but yea i wanna laugh when this **** gets send to me years later. hey again, i hope you're finally loving yourself on the time you're reading this, i hope you already knew what your dream is, i hope you're not finally crying yourself to sleep just because you're not worthy enough, i hope you're not that stucked up with that idiot and actually moves on a year later after i wrote this, like c'mon girl you're ******* pretty, i hope you already found someone who's gonna appreciate you for what you are. i hope you're finally not trying to fit into this ****** society's standard just to be called pretty, you're beautiful enough, you know yourself. i hope you'll be able to call yourself worthy enough, and that you'll be proud of yourself. i hope that the tears you shed are from happiness, not from that sadness ****, i hope you've already found REAL ******* friends, not these toxic ***** you were stuck with, they've done nothing but to bring you down ew, embarassing. i hope you've already accepted yourself, more confident and proud, your sister and cousin already accepted you, please come out when you're ready, but i think you already had done that, i love you. and i hope you already healed yourself to this day, and if you did, i'm ******* proud of you, so much, i hope you're much happier than i am rn, i love you so much. at the end of the day, you just have yourself all alone. - love, s.