Letter to (me)
OH MY GOD you fucked up
You need to pull your head out of wherever the fuck you've been hiding it. You've been overloading your time with new people and places and things all in hopes of distracting yourself, but now you're so overwhelmed that you don't even know what day it is. That's right, today is the 23rd. TODAY IS THE TWENTY THIRD. NOT TOMORROW. So that flight home for the holidays you had reservations on left AN HOUR AGO, not your previously thought 23 hours from now.
Get with it. Get over yourself. You've been flaky and irresponsible and quite frankly not yourself as of late. Pull yourself together so that you can remember what really matters.















