Dear FutureMe,
Writing as I sit at a couch in a tiny apartment of an amazing city of Singapore. Another leap year and another leap today. Go out tonight and drink champagne. Just. Just do it...
Dear FutureMe,
Hi hope you are in good health and now finally weigh 60 kgs. i know you wont even remember writing this. for your information you wrote this mail sitting in your statistics class...
190117 (7:51pm)
Hindi ko alam kung saan na napunta yung sinulat ko kagabi. It was supposed to be the last— my last goodbye for you…But i guess even time won’t let me. (Charot! Baka sira...
I will be rich.
this doesnt work



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