A letter from Aug 09, 2024

Time Travelled — 12 months

Peaceful right?

Dear Future Dude, go screw yourself. I am saying this with all my heart. You were a miserable pile of oxygen, you are a miserable pile of oxygen, you will be a miserable pile of oxygen. Forever and always. You cannot escape from your past. You will never achieve your dreams. The world is a simulation. God is dead.

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