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Hey Bitch,
How is your life right now? You should be investing now. Remember your lifetime goals and within-5-years goals? That hardcover yellow notebook of "100 Ways To Annoy People"?
I swear, if you didn't study or talk to financial advisors or accountants or even uncle Rey or aunt Win---kill yourself right now. Financially stable? Your own hospital? KKK organization?
Throw it all away out the nearest window.
Remember the numerous Post Its of quotes from the Millionaire Next Door book?
"Do you want to end up stupid AND poor?
NO." (This was my way of motivating you. Hoped it work. We gotta be harsh to each other to actually move, you know that, lazy bum.)
Remember that, 'kay? At that time your color test was pretty positive because you wanted to learn shit. The only downside was your loneliness.
Sincerely hoping you're okay now.
Relationships? Lol, who knows? I'm not expecting much.
DON'T end up with an a-hole, got it? No matter how much you may 'love' him right now (if there is even someone in the first place), NO.
Your past self forbids it. Your past self looking at the future forbids it. Your dignity forbids it.
WE forbid it.
Starcrossed lovers, anyone? Don't ever disappoint me. It may seem like I have high standards, but I myself am just looking out for you. It may seem like I care more about our love life more than anything, and it's true. We know you'll do well in anything, with a little push and a will of shoving. Only relationships are the ultimate untravelled territory here, and I hope you're not pregnant right now. Just in case you are and need your own advice---here it is:
Consider yourself, okay? We both know how you'll consider the baby's life, too and everyone else. I'll accept you, through and through, no matter what everyone else thinks. I'm here. You're here. We're here. But most of all---what is the most important thing to you? That's the only decisive answer I can give you.
If you're not pregnant, great!
I wonder what your boyfriend looks like. If you have one. If you don't, sorry for reminding you of our loveless life.
Okay, I really am hoping you have someone by this time. I mean, you're still pretty young, but we need experience, OK.
Don't fuck a friend you might see as someone more in the future. Hope you still hate that complicated drama.
This was written on the day we were still plotting our lives. Getting distracted by hunter x hunter manga (Hisoka is so hawt), Kim Soo Hyun was your favorite actor, that cartoon character mattress on the double decked bed that had no ladder or any support for going on the upper deck, the fleas of cats that you tried to remove SO HARD, the collapsing ceiling where it would drizzle inside the room, trying to level up in the movie geekiness category, dreaming of THAT GUY WITH K and Kick-Ass.
Good times.
You know, if we were separate individuals and actually existed in the right parallel universe, we'd just marry each other, because we know ourselves best. And we get along, and we don't even need to go through those annoying mind games people play when dating.
Don't date people like that, okay? You need someone straightforward. Going around in circles and beating around the bush ain't gonna get you nowhere unless it's foreplay. Also, you pretend you don't understand those signals a lot. I myself don't know why. Less drama?
So who's the president now? I seriously freaking hope you voted the right candidate. Damn those politicians.
Have you lost weight? Although I do hope you're being fit, I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't have time for exercise. Don't stress yourself out! Slap some sunscreen and moisturizer regardless of how much sun you won't see being stuck in school, studying, or worse, the hospital.
Do you wanna get wrinkles? At that age? No shit no this is me preventing your detoriation of your beauty (or what's left of it) haha.
I hope you have fulfilled your five year plan.
❤️
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