A letter from Dec 31, 2022

hey beautiful <3 i want to write about myself, but that's what i do in letters to the past. you're not in the past, and i hope you're not stuck wishing you were. it's new year's eve today. yes, i know, i'm breaking all the rules by not writing this letter to arrive next new year's eve, but this is important. you're 14 today. other people fantasize about turning 13, but for me that still feels so young and immature. people tend to make teenagers seem like brats, but somehow the older you get, the less bratty? idk, it's weird. as someone who's not a teenager, i'll tell you, being 12 slays. anyways, 14 and 15 and 17 are the dream ages. so! time to interrogate you. first things first, what's going on with our gender? our *********? are we dating anyone? we promised ourselves we would take a break if we ever broke up with K, so unless it's been a while since we broke up with K (which would be sad), i hope we're not dating anyone new. what's our future looking like? is our closet still shades of brown, beige, and black? do we still get straight a's? (we better or else i will be so disappointed in you. college!) do we still love school? are we still in the 8 clubs we're in now? do we still have good teachers? do we still have good friends? just tell me. tell me everything that you wish i knew, and i'll use my best telekenisis skills to guess. tell me what i got right, haha. we're still enjoying school. our style has slightly changed, but we admire what we used to wear. we're not dating anyone, but we have awesome friends and we're not looking for someone to date. wild guess, but we're either non-binary or a trans boy. we still want to do something artistic when we grow up, and (please) we still want a coffee shop to be part of it. we're in 9 clubs now, and we get straight a's, and we love most of our teachers except for one. that's my guess. :) i love you. when you get this, you might not love yourself. and since i am you, i guess it technically shouldn't apply. but let me put it like this. your past self loves you. chances are your future self loves you too. so many people love you. not just yourself. bye, darling. good luck and happy birthday :D