A letter from October 27th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It gets better trust me. Well you kinda cant since your reading this whenever I say you are. I wonder what our hair looks like. If you don't get black and white or red hair. I'm legit gonna cry. My god we have bad grammar. Remember your the baddest ***** of all. And dont go crying over any boys. They ain't worth it. Period! Also do we have big ***** and a big butt yet. Cause child you are flat. Like a pancake. Well I love you and you are worth it. Are we still going to fashion school. I hope I cant wait to go to new york. Its our birthday! Happy Birthday Love. I cant belive we made it this far. By now weston is 9. And bentely is 13!. He is older than me right now. Im legit sitting at tutoring writing this. OMG do we have a boyfriend or girlfriend. Do I know another languge. I dont want to stop writing I feel like im holding onto a peice of you. Well I have to go. Love you Queen!