A letter from March 27th, 2016

Dear FutureMe, Carla, this is Carla (ur past self, idiot) Okay so since I'm 10 right now (and I have false nails on so they're a pain to type with) and you must be what? 20, you old hag! (Idk what hag means but eh just go with it......ur googling it aren't you?) Anyway, I got some advice for you so ya betta be ready! 1: Change ur friggin name, you *****. (Cuz mom and dad must've been crazy to name is Carla) 2: Stop procrastinating and do it you lazy butt (trust me, it'll help) 3:If you haven't already, forget all the embarrassing moments that happened in the past(the past is in the PASSST!! Let it goooo!!!) 4:Forget that song too 5: Stop telling yourself that ur fat cuz ur not. U don't even know what fat IS, if ya wanna see FAT watch KILOS MORTALES AGAIN IF YOU EVEN REMEMBER THAT SHOW 6:If u ever meet up with Liz again (remember that snitchy backstabber?) pleeeeeeeeaaaase tell her you hate her 7:Spend more time with family/friends stop locking urself up in ur room like I did(I am currently doing that)you never know what u got till its gone (cheesy guidance quote) 8:lastly, when you die please make someone come to the funeral dressed as a grim reaper and after a few seconds they start dancing and then thriller comes on (Mj) next a bunch of ppl dressed as zombies will Come out and dance with the reaper so you'll be making everyone happy suddenly the day you die you funny idiot Well das all, plz take my advise I didn't waste my time typing tho foe nothing, Cya in the future chick Happy bday