A letter from May 13th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, happy birthday honey. do you still hate yourself ? are you and aliza together. are you dead? are you okay? it’s gonna be okay i promise i won’t let us die, do you stick out? or do you blend in. i just want to write and ask so many questions. it’s currently 3 am and i am sobbing i hope your doing okay and that you love yourself. maybe it’s sad to say this but i really hope you have found someone. are you and shannon still bestfriends i hope so, don’t forget to go dancing in the rain and cry when things get to hard. i love you so fucking much okay? we got this