A letter from Aug 18, 2024

It’s 1:01 am and I’m sitting on mama’s bathroom floor. I have a cart now so all I do is hit it and then go listen to music and reminisce about my past. It’s definitely a bad habit of mine and almost a guilty pleasure but I’m being honest. I start school in a week. Senior year. Am I nervous? no honestly no. I just want to see what’s gonna happen and I’m praying I get into a good college. You’ll receive this next year and I’d like an update on your life. I hope ur doing better. Don’t be the same