A letter from July 4th, 2020

Time Travelled — about 5 years

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, I don't feel good. I'm sad all the time. I dont want to do anything anymore. I cant eat, cant sleep, cant think. I've been pretending for some time now. You reading this is confirmation that I made it. That I pushed through. No matter what happens. Tell your momma that you love her no matter what, every chance you get. If she's still there. Don't live in the past like I am. Keep your wits about you.

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