A letter from Sep 7th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I don't even know if you'd be alive. Sometimes I get down so bad I have to knock myself hard on the head . Do you still lie ? Or like retell your life so it seems more intresting ? What major did you take . Was it art ? Make that monster mask . What are taxes like . Pls tell me you left home . Do you still want to die ? What about Kuey Tiao and Jingus . Are we still friends ? Or did we go our separate ways . I don't expect friendship to last forever but , they should be fine right ? And going on with their lives well . As of now I'm a failing student . In all subjects . and while I'm angry at myself , I can't get myself out of here . It's too painful . I think people are starting to realise something is not right with me . I don't want them to know . Run away please . Please tell me you ran away . The other day on discord , I accidentally let out the wrong joke . I don't know what was wrong with it though . I said I would be thankful if somebody ******** me . But isn't it true ? Are you good enough to be an artist ? Do you still talk to mom and dad ? Do you talk to anyone at all ? Does mom still scare you ? Are things better at home now ? Do they still fight ? Am I still stuck in the middle of those fights ? Is the dog okay ?