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Time Travelled — almost 5 years

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, I never know how to start these letters. I know there shouldn't be any pressure put on this because it's not like Beyonce will read this (but, at the off chance she does: heeyyy boo!) Yet still, I find myself with a blank screen and nothing to tell myself five years from now. I don't know what keeps me from sending my thoughts, feelings, hopes, and dreams to you in the future. I never wanted to be a disappointment, but here I am-the biggest disappointment of all. Mom says, "You have to own your mistakes." and I've made so many since I left home at 18. I'm 22 now, and I'm still struggling to forgive myself. I feel like I finally found the highway after wandering in the woods for three years, but I'm still lost. I'm still wandering, but at least I'm on a path. I have my own apartment, and stable job that pays as if I graduated from college. My loving, amazing boyfriend moved down here all the way from Virginia to be with me. I should be happy, but I'm not happy. I want to be YOU. I woke up this morning in a different state of mind. For the first time, in a long time I didn't want to complain. I didn't want to be a victim of the problems I caused. I want to find my purpose in this world. I let my future self down once, I'm not going to do it again. You are not a disappointment. You are the ******* master of your own Universe, and no one can walk your walk like you can. I have a plan, and I'm going to execute that ****. I hope right now you are reaping the fruits of your labor. I hope you are happier and practicing healthy habits. I hope you wake up every morning surround by love & peace. You deserve that. Continue to cherish everyday God has given you on this crazy, beautiful floating rock. Don't worry about the things you cannot change, and may God grant you the courage to change the things that you can. Make time to spend time with the loved ones. Oh, and I loved this quote I found the other day, it reads: "It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you are not." It made me think about the circumstances a little differently. I will never give up on me again, and I hope I'm reading this five years from now as a testament to that statement. Peace, love & blessing, You.

Epilogue

2 months later

I would really like to build a time machine to hand deliver this reply, it's truly unfortunate that we cannot turn back the hands of...

Butao eitckst ouy ton 'sucae awtn nggetit aacelloch irlg nlyo tmie nwar shote it! i ot shatt' and.
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Ta tub htsi namigk mi' prrtoe orkw o!ot mmumiin tilsl thta with edam ot ecpea i ma this tath e'iv own, i aypph adn i gwae on now lsto old,rw lfee 27 ob,j i'm in utyalalc rlgeon. A ewe'r onyarme, i td'on odeecrsdiv hvae tooersamm laos umhc htat we as tbtere iedonfrby. Ont etg ehtwreav the 0912 idd dna saw ni ltefedyiin nlpa ho, uxcdetee. . . Atwh ughlsa gongi elif saw ni we mhte anc no, i utb teh lal dont' i lpans eakm atht at het btu so nkow ,wdorl. .
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Up els't vage lfryeuos and on orf g,ril yatesdr,ey yuo lear eb. A lludeu wraae slse now t'asth os, efls dna 'reew mreo attsr. .
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Did rysae a eth ewf sitghn ievf i naler lats revo. Nad ma a renve i asniopeipndmtt was not sf,tir. Ames,ksit ew ekma nad a no being lal eon freectp si. Ma i caepe vei' eamd ive' yemlsf eadm tspedei nigggtlrus ym ekastsim thwi tbu falnuornty,eut ngvlio lilts it,hs hte twhi. Ton akoy alo,s tno do okwr ubt ti fro 'tis snhtig yntihgna aoyk ot to baotu ,uto tsi' not. .
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Hnigt is't eon ot kangti sjtu a ahtkn ti a to item and ayd m'i dgo steeh be ebfautlui deam aivel i sady, at 2!7 ti. .

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msarg33:

over 1 year ago

hope you got everything yu wanted and more girly

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