Story of my life...

Dear past me;

Let me first start off by saying, you are weak. I hate who you were. You were a fat, slow stupid piece of shit. You only complained and expected the world to work around your schedule. I wish we could of grew up a little faster then we did but in the end (coming from your future self) everything turned out alright. You may not get what you want, and you never will but that’s ok, it will make you stronger. You needed to run after your dreams, you should of never stopped drawing, you should of never of left when you did. You should of controlled your temper and rage more. You should of expressed your heart a bit, and shown her what you really meant to her. Now you just wallow in self pity. You should of been the bigger man, you shouldnt of lashed out in rage or pity. You should of worked for it, if you really wanted it. I learned alot from you past self but know this.

Fuck you, you fucking worthless dick.