A letter to someone, anyone:

Dear past me:
Yo so like, What who how why.
What we doin'? Who are we talking about? How we doing? Why tf you gotta erase my memories like that? I got some news buddy, you're penmanship ain't gonna get any better than it is unless you actually TRY. You get to go through history but trust me it isn't that fun. Have you banged your head against a desk yet? Radiate all the crackhead energy humanely possible, every day, every hour, every minute, every sExCoNd. Since you a bit dumb I'll just say sexcond is the right way to spell it.

Your worst nightmare,
Future You.

P.S. Shit goes down in fourth grade ;)

I just felt like radiating crackhead energy so that's what you shall get.

ABC Out!
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