A letter from Jun 20, 2022

Dear Future Me, You have probably wasted this year, your 15th year of breathing. Gosh being 15 is chaotic MF. And yes dear future me, I do wish that I am younger than 15 at this moment. I am now facing the mirror. . . **** I look good. I like how my nose looks like with this angle right know; I can really notice my cupid bow in my upper lip. Yes I am laying on the sofa. Here, I sleep at night. The mirror is in the sofa. My message to my Future Self is that "You have an awesome eyebrow" yes I am sincerely honest. Yeah I am are pretty messy. But yeah still I am pretty. HOPING YOU'RE STILL PRETTY WHEN YOU ARE ABLE TO READ THIS!! But pretty clean. Life right now is very disappointing. But hey I am still breathing. . . I am still breathing. . . Still breathing. . . Any way hope you're having a great time. BYEBYE. This 15 year old version of you will make more letters so yeah. Hoping you'll succeed everything cleanly.