A letter from February 6th, 2017

Time Travelled — over 5 years

Peaceful right?

well, well, welllllll... look who it is. past you writing to future you and she's too damn lazy to use proper grammar or spelling. So, I'm not going to use our name because I'm making this oublic... the search databse on this site is really interesting and I want to throw my 2 cents in. so you have recently moved to sanfrancisco after breaking up with you know who... and we know why you moved here and maybe he knows but I don't think he really knows... I'm gonna call him sam because I think he needs a name for this tale. you moved here to get away from him and make it stick. yes, sam is a lovely lovely boy who still has your heart all wrapped around his finger but there's an endless list of reasons why you guys weren't right for eachother... literally endless.. but then you remember his beautiful green eyes and big warm strong hands and the way he oozes with love and affection for you and things start to go wonky.... which is why we moved here! I'm proud of me and you should be too, let's be real here. you, me, mom, dad, sam, everyone, no one thought you were gonna pull it off and apply to school and fucking up and move accross the country. it's not that impressive thinking about bri's courage and adventure... but as I can be the meek black sheep, it's kind of a big deal. oh man, being single was kind of a blast at first... I was so committed to the game. there was that night the first month I moved here when I went out alone and ended up dancing with this girl all night and snorting coke in the bathroom with her and her friends. we made out so hard and I felt like I was going to explode with joy. being gay hasn't proved that easy though, then there was amelie from bumble and germany... you flaked on her though and she went back home, but we shared a few loud nights with the ukelele and supposedly made her come 5 times :D I guess I'm not talking about career stuff cus I'm confident in your skills... things are adding up so good with design and even if you don't have the ideating art direction skills, you definitely have the design skills! you just need to make some goddamned money though. .......... bah, our bank account is at $3500 and rent is $1077 a month D: this is not ok luckily when you receive this letter the stress will be gone... unless we're still broke in 5 years. oh btw it's 4am, do you still stay up all night for no reason? OH DEAR LORD I JUST REALIZED YOU WILL BE 27 YERAS OLD WHEN YOU GET THIS. PLEASE DON"T HAVE ANY CHILDREN AND PLEASE DON"T THINK IM A JUVENILLE CHILD BECAUSE I AM NOT. also I hope you didn't give up on girls... the girls dating scene is really hard and also no one in your family knows you like girls and I don't want to tell them, ok? idk why but it is so so so scary. 2 nights ago I bought a beer for a cute girl and tried to give it to her but she said no, blah I just like let my face fall on the bar in embarrassing defeat. ok also I hope your friends are still doing amazing things and your elbow and wrist issues haven't gotten worse!!!! cheers! past you

Epilogue

about 23 hours later

Hi past me,

You sure made a lot of typos.

To be honest... this was maybe the worst birthday ever. But, that's not because your life sucks now... it was...

Cmuh too bda hitw ycrni,g a sjtu yda whhhhha.
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Saw,yyna tseew sith nda rtohs eegpkni.
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Dnki 5 wo?n fo kbore serya tlsil mofr. Yahe. Beefro, is os vhae my broke saisvng tenr mhcu i sa nto heaerpc dna. Tshi tbu, ehcap tiyc n,gad ints'.
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Amn no dna wiht a m?eyba lkyapsr inkd m'i in eiolsthpnari igivgn etuc ipnk bldeno uebl f?o r,ahi eyes ?lrsig up iwht lsp,i a lnog. Answt asy em ot he eolv h,o adn ewre' ni. Nedign adn rvee him ddi snghit wsa revo etbs idd lteiafuub nvee tge rtsif i eolv adn hte s"am" hthugo ti ihwt he,re was i ngmivo ginth atht. Mih is as ywrro ma rof mhcu pu tsih tsfri i idd i and ym rfonbdey'is as rfo em spiotarnheil eieossmmt mas"" gknfiuc ti.
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On adh ibneg het muercpot oyu hent utb n-ocitired teh lal itm,e eahdt a hehhlbh rat raerec iinm. A fro in to wgnriok bemya eyt, a ustj e'ouyr diocv ttsar lbhehh iscen n?udbilgi ltaaunr to jsbo onw ihlew to'nd iygntr v,odci acrere odd vye'uo enbe lodueb okwn ew. Ksasm make yuo ppmyli.
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Nhledrci oknw i wryor ayn i 2/322 reay rae clndhrie lsod n'tod don't ton eavh adn. . . Ssmi etmsesimo mero tihw eoetccdnn i my tnee ega at rneni do ldihc i asw taht leibrolsue and tub ohw. .
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Si cssroa odngi dirsfne gilsani fo era eht ym hmet owdrl oen zmngaai s!hting inelahdl-nyegds. Os dolurwenf nsusacimi itatsrs nda rheet'y & yr'ehet. Rsefru ooooso 'uyoer a naonraiflci a,ols nw!o.
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Splmerbo aeufnrttonlyu eth wro,es lkane htiw wrstsi vhea embrplo emsa lbweo dna nettog hte. . . That not but orsew hey, mhcu.
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Velo i yrha!bdit ou,y hpayp.

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whar.itswar:

over 2 years ago

Did you end up having kids?? If not then good☺️

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