A letter from February 13th, 2014

Dear Me (You,us) I'm writing to you (me, us) from February the 13th 2014. This is the track i'm listening to at the moment: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wmDRfMNCnPA. This ***** been in circulation through our playlist for years right ?, it's making a come back. ****'s going good, my anxiety's improving, (the key is exercise, do that **** !) I'm still on that candidaplan.org diet, it works pretty well (Take coconut oil too.) things are good, we're still harbouring a secret desire to start stand-up comedy, if you haven't done it by the time you read this then, stop what you're doing (probably lying on your right elbow in bed watching random youtube clips and refreshing tumblr) I still think about Hannah a lot, I think she's just the chimera like face to all our insecurities wrapped into one, that one place where you feel childlike and helpless. She is still the only girl that makes me feel nervous, Whether that's because you were a snivelling man-child virgin when you met her or because it was genuine love is a different matter. I did some typical dumb "man ****" and deleted her from facebook, if you have her on facebook when you read this then, A. she split up with "curly haired metal band ****" and added you back (very un-hannah like, be afraid, things aint right) B. You got depressed (boo hoo) and looked for comfort and false hope in an ex, get your **** together you ******* *****. We're also in debt for 3000 quid to the university accommodation company, so I'm curious where you're going to be living when you read this, lets hope we're alive and have a computer to read this when this gets sent. Final words now, I feel kind of mentally un-stable doing this, (do deaf schizophrenic people write to themselves instead of talking to themselves ?) .People are going to try and convince you to be sad, or worried, or down about somethings. Be it teachers, parents, or friends. They only do it because they don't understand you and how you do what you do. ******* ignore them, keep making jokes, keep doing all that **** because it works. .Cliche or not, you never gave a ****, from a young age. Now would be a bad time to start. You've got a patented way of dealing with ****, it's part of you, keep it. Never get normalized. We'll do fine, we nearly died, we coped with our parents, we beat a stutter, a stomach disease and an anxiety disorder and we did it all without a therapist and with a smile on our face. It's all cool, we're a warrior, don't ever forget that.