Dear future me!
Ha! Sweet God I forgot about this, I wasn’t hoping one in my ask hehehehe (salut au passage ça vaa?? c: )
Dear future me,
I don’t know where your are or if you are even still alive, but anyway. If you’re still breathing fresh air, I hope you’re doing cool stuffs and having a sweet life cause I don’t want no shitty future if I’m going to have one. Have you found some cool people to hang out? Have you found people to make sweet love to? Take care dear and don’t follow your old ideas to go in bad ways and do bad things. Find the courage to, sometimes, put up your hand and ask for help gurl. Tho keep making terrible dirty jokes, they’re the shit. Keep fistbumping ppl, this is rad too. Perhaps you’re whole tattood with colour in your hair at the moment; if so I’m impatient to know what colours you choose and what patterns you decided to decorate your body with. I don’t know what you’ve had the occasion to learn too; perhaps a new tongue? Have you travelled a lot? Have you seen your old childhood friend again or is it still blank between you? Have you punched people in the face? Or have you been punched? I hope I’ll still have all my teeth tho. Oh yes, and that my ankle has finally healed for fuck’s sake.
And for the rougher time you’ll have, try not too be self-centered and reconnect with the world. That’s our weakness. Remember to breath and choose between the familiar feeling of badness and the uncertain path of change. (I’d like to tell you that everything’s going to be okay but hey. I’m talking to myself, am I, and you can’t lie to yourself, can you?)
/pap future me on the shoulder
Hail myself
