A letter from Jun 02, 2025

Dear Kolya, Today is June 1st of 2025, I am not going to be too formal about this. Recently, I received an email (which contains an older DearFutureMe) and now I am inspired to write another one for pure entertainment. I have plenty to talk about but few words to say. As of now, I am currently in a voice call with Crisis (the cool apathetic guy who acts like Dazai IRL but continues to be in denial and agony), so you will remember how silly this is. For whatever reason, you and them are no longer talking, I am sure you made it up somehow and I am certain you will be fine. I currently am working for our parents, the salon, they said that they wanted to buy a salon for 400,000 dollars and I am not sure how it will go years from now. But I am sure that you will know by then. Right now you must be disappointed that you weren't admitted to UNH but hey, we sorted it all out; we chose the 2+2 method (community college then university) and we definitely saved a lot of money from doing so. I make about $300-ish a week, and I pay mom $400-$600 a month for our car loan. I am not too sure if you are still doing that, but if you are, you will be fine. I have a decent PC that I bought around November of 2024, I do not really know if you've decided to upgrade or not but if you did--Congrats! You are one step closer to being an adult. May be that is too difficult for you. Also, this is our second year of being with Kami. I am not sure if you are still with them, but if you are, please say hi for me. I love them dearly. Even though I am an aroace, I surely do not mind being their partner because I personally believe I, myself, are unable to express how I feel or think many of times. I feel like, today, **** and crap and stuff. There could be better word usage to describe such things, but hey, who am I going to judge? I frequently go back to my past letters and see how things are, and how my life was like back then. So you, future me, receiving this letter must have made you feel proud. Our old letter was not even that good one but I will try to make this one a better one. Right now, my currently obsessions are Fyodor, Wuyuan, uouuuuooiooooououououuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, I do not know but they are there. I am sure you will remember. We did a lot of cool things, but here are we are. Did you buy a guitar? Do you remember that we wanted a guitar? Do you have it now? Do you still feel good about the future? Is the president still here? Are there peace at all? I hope you aren't dead by the time you receive my letter because I would be sad to realize that I will never be able to reflect on what I went through. I know that there are a lot more to say and I will try to keep it at least 1,000 words, so it does not sound so bad after all right? Well. Today is Sunday, tomorrow is our last day at DHS with the ESOL kids. I bought a cake with Mrs. Kelly name on it, a teddy bear that's graduating, a white T-Shirt, canvas, and stuff. Just maybe that will be a fun thing to have. It is a sad day to know that I am graduating soon, but I am nervous that I won't be able to graduate because I have a 32 in Photography 2, I know you will be embarrassed and all but god. I can't imagine getting held back. But please, please, I plea with all hope that I can graduate peacefully with my eyes closed and resting well tonight. Jesus, I am not even done yapping. Okay, to settle many things down; you could say that it is PRIDE month and there are so many spam emails; I hope this ain't one of them for sure. Also, my keyboards are mildly satisfying so I am here just drooling to hear it clack each time I am typing, though I had wished it was more of a thocky kind of sound; so you probably tried to upgrade it before. Also, please keep an eye out for your brother, I do not think it is a wise thing to do anything but abandon him. Just ignore his tomfoolery and do **** for him, there are lot of things he needs help with but hey: you will make it. Ok, quick note on the guy who just doubted our ability to write 1,000 words to ourselves. He sucks, he should die but I should not say that because he will gladly do so. So if you are still friend with this ******, tell him to live like an idiot. Actually, ask him if he is still in college or not, tell him that he should just do a backflip and crack his neck so he can sit on a wheelchair forever. Ha. Just kidding. Do not do that. Tell him to have a good life, he will feel worse hearing that. Anyways. There are a lot of beefs around us right now and it does not matter because I, which is also you, should learn to ignore and live on like a person. Anywho, you are not a monster or anything inhuman. Just live on, man. Your sentience is there so you can at least try to be something. But do not put it on yourself too much, it is not really your fault for being this way. Though, it kind of suck knowing that you probably hate a lot of things, and I want you to understand that you and I matter to ourselves most. I think that it is ok to be selfish for once, other than that, I do not know what else to say but a gentle goodbye to you. For the last remainder of this letter, I hope you understand that I really never hated you. I just did not want to face you later on, but the current me is upset knowing that you will do better than me now. And for that, I want to die. For you? It might be the same but you can laugh at this and move on with life, this letter is long and filled with guilty pleas. I do not want you to know that all I can say is I hate you. Anyways, brief description from the other two: Alpha and Omega. Nowadays, I am more stable as Beta. However, it seems like whenever I get too tired, Omega seems to take over and starts being more sentimental (which I dislike). Whereas whenever I get mildly infuriated or just annoyed enough that Alpha takes over for the whole entire day, and then I become aggressive. Actually, I am not sure what is what anymore. All I feel are three main emotions: Neutral, Sad, and Angry. Other than that, ehh. WTF, I wrote more than I wanted. But yeah. America, let's go. Me, let's go. Goodbye, idiot. See you soon. - Sincerely, Your Stupid *** Idiot Past You