A letter from October 25th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, By this time, I hope that your out of school and provably have ateast your own car. Do you have a boyfriend and when I say boyfriend I mean only one not you talking to 3 different people at one time. Did you ever get braces like you wanted practically your whole life, what job did you pick to have? Because Ik when you were this game which is about to be 16 in 4 more days, you had no clue what you wanted to be but you did want to make a lot of money. Most importantly have you overcome the stage of depression and feeling sorry for yourself every time something goes wrong. Are you still best friends with your lil sisters or did y’all fall out? I didn’t really want to ask you this question because then you’ll probably over think it but how many times did you attempt suicide after writing this letter? Be honest please. Did you start writing that book like we agreed to do every summer or so? Probably not because your so lazy. And I hope by now your over grown *** would stop acting like your ok inn front of everybody and crying when your alone. And last but not least, if nobody ever tells you that they love you, I love you and that’s all that matters. That’s all that will ever matter.