A letter from August 21st, 2019

Dear FutureMe, So our plan didn't go as well for our Senior year. We still don't have a tattoo and we haven't written on Wattpad for a long time. Honestly, right now your life completely sucks. You have to transfer mid year to a new fucking highschool and you're stuck without all your friends. Anissa is pregnant so your nephew will be here in like 6 months. I expect by the time you turn 19 to have that Harry Potter fanfic up and almost finished on Wattpad and I expect that Serial killer book to be there as well. Finish rewriting your other books as well to keep up with your skills but don't let it take over your life. Make friends at Granger but also earn money for your college years. You'll be starting college about this point when you get this so you better do well, better than you did with your English class. Honestly? I would tell you so much shit to do but I know it ain't gonna happen so just fucking remember the end goal and that it isn't going to happen if you don't start doing shit like you say. So get off your lazy ass and make something out of the pathetic life you have because we both know you can cunt.