A letter from Aug 29th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Look at you! you're 16 today! guess what? you can drive now... and have sex.. (please don't get pregnant, use protection for the love of God I don't want fucking kids) Not that I think you'll have a girlfriend or boyfriend. I mean I keep telling myself that maybe I'll not be lonely and I'll love someone and I'll have someone that I can call my own. But it's really unlikely because I'm scared of rejection. And no one ever asks me out unless they're someone I would never want to date (Like Hayley or Harry) Go learn to drive now bye ... ... ... I don't know where that came from. I'm running out of ideas of what to write. I had so many ideas earlier and now I can't remember. Should I go on my obligatory sexual rant because I restrained myself in my last email. I am extremely sorry for what is about to come. Please never show this to anyone it's extremely cringy and embarrassing and yeah. Just don't you'll get teased. God, I want someone to tie me up and fuck me until I pass out. And just saying that is turning me on. God sexual stuff just turns me on so much. I want someone to take away my ability to do anything and do whatever they want to me. Tease me, overstimulate me, make me beg and cry for them to stop. I want to be a brat and get punished for it. I have so many fantasies about what I want people to do to me. UGHH. I'm getting turned on. I may need to do something about that... I have masturbated at least once a week for almost an entire year at this point. I watch porn constantly. I'm going to stop now. I'm sorry. I really don't want to keep continuing. I'm sorry you had to read this. Goodbye