A letter from November 21st, 2024

Dear FutureMe, it's your fifteenth birthday. I hope you're doing okay and well alive. As I'm writing this, I'm still madly inlove with Sami. I love everything about them. The way they can do their own hair, the way they're so loving to me even after. I don't deserve them. I hope we're together, better than ever, when you turn fifteen. If not together, please be friends with them. They're the only reason you're holding on. How was your first official year at BAA? Did you date anyone else? Did Djay talk to you? Sami has your heart, you know that right now. There's no one like Sami. I hope you guys are together, I love them to much to loose them. They're worth the whole world. But, Londyn, I hope you become comfortable with your gender identity and who you truly are. I hope you learn that the sky is the limit, you are all that you are in everything that you do. Remember you are loved, you are cared for, and you do not deserve the things that are happening to you. I'm sure a year from now a lot of things will be going on; but you're a good person. I love you.