A letter from February 4th, 2015

Dear FutureMe, aha, another one. Bet you didn't see this coming. so yes, I am writing this from not the best period, but also not the worst. Look at the date, yes, I have a broken ankle right now. Fun. I hope you are listening to the rules that we set in the twenties. Don't be normal. Listen to good music, eat some ******* good food that speaks to you. Have tattoos. If you feel like someone is ******, remove them from your life ( we are super good at this so I hope to GOD we did not get ****** at this.) I hope you still curse like a sailor, embrace every curve, refuse to have bad hair days and wing out that eye liner like the bad ***** you are. You better still be a bad *****. Sometime soon take a vacation to the beach by yourself. we are SO good at doing things alone so ditch everyone but maybe the dog(s) (hopefully I have a dog) and just go drink wine and pretend to be 21. And literally, no matter how old we are, we are still the same person. who loves popcorn, Mars Attacks, books and whales. God I really hope by this age you have seen some whales. Call dad and tell him how much you love him. He tried to fix your crutches today and brought you dinner that you said ew to and sent back downstairs. Yes you havent eaten sausage in years but hes a guy so... Here are things to do this weeK: get laid. God I hope we are getting some! Send flowers to Nina and mom and say hi <3 Make dinner and set the table like the president is coming over and then just eat that pizza while beyonce is blasting. continue to be flawless and embrace what the future has to offer. In gaurdians of the galaxy it is said "Whatever nightmares the future holds are but dreams compared to what's behind me." Dont forget that. I love you. I really do.