A letter from Dec 13th, 2021

dear 8th grade me, um hi ig i’ve had a pretty ****** year. i tried to **** myself a month ago. went to the mental hospital, bad experience. are we better now? did we ever finish burn after writing? are we still dating toby? did we shift yet? i have a bunch of questions. do you regret anything? is lehiwa still the ****** ***** he is? (if you’re reading this confused, lehiwa told me that my suicide attempt should’ve worked and stuff) did we get suspended more? did we get into more fights? more mental hospital trips? more suicide attempts? do we finally love ourself now? that’d be pretty cool ngl. i listened to twin size mattress by the front bottoms while writing this, have a listen. it’s a good song. i hope we don’t forget the front bottoms. that would suck. anyways, bye bye. i’m lexee by the way, other lexee. (or do we use a different name now?)