A letter from May 22nd, 2022

Dear future me, hey ***** you’re 21!!! i hope you went drinking, or are even alive by then (just saying freak accidents happen) you’re well in college (i ******* hope) i’m baked as H’eeeelll rn. i hope you live with someone and an apartment with a bunch of animals and ****. I know you miss me. 🤗 i’m listening to fiona apple rn laying on my bed trying to clean my room. i get sad and existential (that word doesn’t look real) i hope you still talk to sonny. i know you love him. never let go of the twins. i hope you keep in touch with bee. and carla. don’t lose catch of chris or ayden, and sonny. I hope you found who you are. i hope you don’t have a drug addiction and have cute kitties and kittens. i hope you have the skinny nerdy awkward bf you deserve. or hot quiet shy girl. this is misandrist era kae. ii hope you don’t have cancer. i hope you don’t have kids either (unless you’re financially stable and your nerdy bf is WORTH IT!) not working at pet supplies plus? laaaamme. i should’ve written this sober i take for EVERRR to type. just know i miss you too. well i know i’ll obviously be the best xoxo. how’s the government? has russia nuked us? lord does that scare me .. lol are you still fat and insecure? i hope my grandparents are still alive. i know you’re sad, but just remember i once wanted to be you so go out there and make kids wish they were you. i really really really hope your life isn’t ****. but i’ll love you. i am sending love from the past to support you into changing. i know you would probably warn me of a lot of things. wishing they didn’t happen. well it will be ok. because everything is always ok in the end. this is taking forever two write so i’ll end it soon. stay strong and i hope things are better. love u