A letter from Jul 22, 2024

Dear FutureMe, God I hope you’ve got rid of ******* leprechaun boy (Connor if u don’t remember cos u probably won’t), and if you haven’t remind him to put in more effort because what are we doing guys. Anyway I hope your job is still luxurious but ******, and i hope you get the chance to sing some of those songs we wrote. You know the ones? I love you always, Me xx