dear future me,
i hope you’re happy.
and, well, alive.
you’re probably alone but it’s okay because i think it might be better that way.
hopefully you aren’t stuck in retail your whole life.
maybe you’ll finally be in school.
do you hate everything a little less now?
ps. get your fucking drivers license you lazy piece of shit
okay wow i found this by accident just digging through my blog okay wow this is a year and a half old and i am now future me okay
i have my drivers license
i hate everything a little less
i’m finally in school
i’m still in retail woops
i’m alone and feeling pretty comfortable with it
and i think i’m happy?
i was texting someone on the bus and i kept making mistakes whenever we turned a corner and a legitimate thought popped into my head and it was ‘why don’t we invent buses that don’t move’
when ur eating dinner at your friends house
and their parents start arguing
and you want to ask for the salt
but the salt is right in between their upcoming divorce