A letter from June 22nd, 2020

Dear Future me, wanna know a secret ? you do know you feel lonely but just don't admit it. right? you do know that you still won't be able to pay the loan any time soon just because baba got a new job right? you do know that your past self has banned you from loving anyone right? you do know that your dreams won't come true. so what's the point? do you know what your dream is? 1. being successful in Arts, making money out of it. 2. Wealth. at least some money to buy myself ANY black pant that u wanted for the past year because you got sick wearing those same blue pants for over 1 year. 3. Seeing a Sky full of stars. ha. but of course that would never happen. 4. Having an hamster. but can you even afford to feed yourself? and the most important thing.....u being able to buy your mom a house and a car, her dream car... but guess what? dreams are dreams. in conclusion, not reality. so whats the point of dreaming? it sucks i hate the fact that im dying over money from such a young age. what people say is wrong.... Money DOES bring happiness. my future self must be thinking ahhh i was in a good mood. this bi- live on loser