A letter from Nov 28, 2024

Dear FutureMe, i think by now you know that i vent to you whenever i feel like ****. you might be wondering what happened. here's a refresher: you are a loser, ur parents think so, you should just never breathe again. that's what everyone thinks, but it's just...stupid?? because im not like all the kids my mom taught. even if she did have someone who's like me, she clearly never made any effort to know them. i like to take books with me wherever i go. if people make fun of me for that, then so be it. bygones will be bygones. i like being alone, and if im gonna get shamed for that, then i'll deal with that. i cant be bothered to care anymore. i know that. then why am i still crying? there's more to this but i dont want to get into detail and make you cry. bye, bye. i love you. love, 16 year old you.