A letter from November 5th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hi, how are you ? are you still fat are you still single? is your hair already bald? Happy birthday!!! Maybe no one remember your birthday, this is you 5 years ago you write this in the morning 8:52 at your bed while waiting your morning class , you are not okay now, you are trying to improve your life but somehow it's getting worse, things are very ****** up, you don't know what you are going to do, you have no goals, no girlfriend, no one, you feel so empty don't even know why you are still alive, every day feels so empty and painful, you always sleep late and always wake up early. I don't know if you can still read this in the future, I don't know if in the future you will be better when reading this letter, I don't even know if you will live until the next 5 years, but I hope you will be well, I hope You can get a girlfriend who can accept you for who you are, I hope you don't feel lonely anymore, I hope you don't cry alone every night in your dark room, I hope you can feel how it feels to be loved by a girl. Take care of yourself until you can read this letter again Hope you fine :) Yourself 5 years ago