Dear Self,
WE’VE TRIED BUT FOR FUCK SAKE THIS IS NOT THE END.
Hate me all you want but at the timestamp end of day we are the same bitter mass with abilities that can say ‘fuck the world’ but we could do much more. Lend a helping hand and stop being a twat.
Try to forgive and be forgiven because life is too fucking short:
Remember that why you moved wasn’t just family/friends; you wanted an escape.
Sincerely,
Self