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...
wid moveon lahhh
oh hello there, i didnt see you.
AND MY NAME IS.............
dear future me,
Ther are times where I want to kill me, just like my mothers want me to die, but I try to hold it off to the very end, thinking maybe things will get better, let me give it some...
DEAR,SEAN
I hope your still like soccer and your going to play for rocky.Are your grades good you'll get some money from mom and dad so do good. MY OLD TEACHER MR.MAKIE IS MAKING ME WRIGHT...