A letter from Jul 11, 2024

Dear FutureMe, I seriously hope you enjoy getting spam letters from past you now. I will never stop haha, but all is well. Another little reminder again... stop it, stop catching and confessing your feelings to nonchalant men because you know it'll end bad either way. Though I am still rooting on future you, that you'll find that perfect love story someday!! The man with the perfect name and perfect voice and gentle treatment of you does not love you after all, but it's okay. That's the way it should be right? You too are living on different continents and you're black and have the curliest hair known to mankind an he's Turkic and probably interested in people who look like him... less complicated, you too don't even speak the same language. Perhaps the title of strangers or friends is better than that of lovers. Anyway, past you wishes only the best for you. Bye and see you a year from now.