A letter from Mar 29, 2023

Dear FutureMe, Woah- if you're getting this it's because you've made it to 18. Crazy. You're an adult. You can drive. YOU'RE A SENIOR THATS GONNA GRADUATE THIS YEAR AND ENTER COLLEGE. THATS SO WEIRD. Anyways- currently you're 15, in your freshman year, and let me tell you, this **** sucks massive ***. You have no friends, you're an old woman in a wheelchair for Anything Goes, did I mention you lost your "friends" because they're *********? Oh well- maybe **** will be better then. It's so crazy to think that I could be reading this somewhere with my boyfriend but something in me doubts that. Anyways, if you and Brenden still talk you could try him. You're 18 now... it's legal 😏. Do you even still think about him? Do you still talk to him from time to time? Have you seen him? Is he coming to our senior show? What even is our senior show? Do you have friends? Did high school end up sucking as bad as you thought it did? Hell- who even are your friends? Have you had your first kiss? Who was it? Can you go to Virginia? Bruh- I feel like I'm gonna read this and be disappointed. Oh well, that's a problem for the adult Kayla. Are you still writing music? Cloud Stare's coming out this Friday (March 31st, 2023) hell, has the music thing worked out? Are you still gonna be a music teacher? What college are you going to? Did Awsten know who you were at the M&G (I feel like that's gonna be a no) do we even still listen to parx? I think I have more questions than things to say. Oh well, happy birthday Kayla. I love you? Is that weird? Do I love me? I don't know. Byeeee