Joe.
It's your past self. Actually, it's you at 32 years old.
How are you? If you don't recall, you sent yourself an email off a website you stumbled.
How is the future? Are you still...
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...
fuck you brenden. and all you bitches who talk shit.
Hello Shyal, this is Shyal from one year ago. Hopefully we are still in college. As of right now, you are in your room on your computer in your general studies class and writing this letter as an...
Good Morning! It's your birthday... remember you ten years ago? I love Ryan so much, the way he smiles and his eye still with the shimmers of the innocence of a child... I hope you still love him...