Dear future me,
If anything that I’ve done has come back to bite you in the butt, I’m sorry for that. We’ve been through worse, though. I really hope you’re not a screw up, and even if you are, I know you have some value, something you can contribute to society. Future me, I hope you’ve found love, I really do, because we need it pretty badly. If not romantic love, I hope you’ve surrounded yourself with people who love you, and with people you love.
Dear past me,
Though I don’t know which era this “past me” is from, I know chances are, you’re going through some difficult stuff at the moment. People are telling you that things are going to work out, so I’m not going to be another. But I do want you to know that I love you, that someone loves you and that being in control of your emotions will do you a world of good.
On a less serious side, past me, you will get sexy one day, just keep at it! Cut your hair and grow out that scruff. Paint your shoes silver, people will talk to you more if you do. You don’t need to smile, but you need to be nice.
Dear person I’m jealous of,
You’ve got everything sorted out, at least from the outside. You’re funnier than I am, you’re more attractive than I am, and you’re a nicer person than I will ever be. And you don’t even realize it. That’s the reason I’m jealous of you. You don’t even realize what you could do …
Dear ex bestfriend,
Though at one point we were very close, we both grew up and we both changed, and that was for the better. I don’t really hold any resentment towards you, though I would enjoy some occasional conversation. I know you’re doing great, and for that I am happy. As bad as it may sound, and as mean as it is, I think most friends are replaceable. I’ve found it very easy to fill the void of your friendship, though I still think you were an influential and necessary person to my life, at the time we were friends.
I think we’re both damaged people, who are slightly less damaged when together. We talk shit about people, we complain about everything, and we question why things aren’t as cool as we are. You have amazing taste in music, but mine will always be better. I think you will be able to find happiness in your life very soon, and the struggles in your life will all become worth the greatness you experience. I know sometimes I offend you, or make you angry, or tell you harsh things upfront, but I think you secretly like it :)
You’re a bad bitch, and you’re going to leave your mark on the world one day.