You did it. You made it. You nailed it. You've graduated. You're here.
I'm so proud of you. Please hug yourself. You're incredible. You graduated. 18 years, babygirl. We're here. I love you....
its me your old self. i just found out that you can send letters to your old self so i wanna start writing to myself from now on about all the hardships what i want and what i hope for..
for now...
What will I do now with all this time?
Я задала тебе долеко не все вопросы т.к. несколько раз страница переобновлялась... И я не хочу больше так...
I hate you