A letter from September 10th, 2024

Dear FutureMe, hey love, you are slowly dying inside and you just are really tired of school. I really hope when you read this when you're a senior that you see the world more differently more clearly. I hope you got that job at Wendy's. I hope you're working your butt off and making sure that you walk across that stage, so you can get the only thing that you've been asking for your diploma and your respect dignity independence an overall your peace. I hope everything falls into play that were more involved in school and I just slacking all the time. I hope that we got the 3.0 that we wanted. I just know it's a good thing that you're doing what you're doing right now. I hope you're not dead. and I know it and I believe it that you're gonna walk across that stage and you're gonna prove to yourself that you made yourself proud you didn't make anybody else proud you did this for yourself nobody else and when you read this don't get all teary-eyed, I really hope that everything has been in our corner and our way in our dignity because you're not gonna let no man, no woman, disrespect you and how you act and how you look at people do not let no woman talk about your body your face And etc. but honestly, I just hope for the best that we will always get what we always wanted. This kinda makes my heart hurt. you're 17 now remember that.

                 -You know who.