Drear Diarrhea, 

That’s what you are , a whole pile of unorganized , shapeless , worthless shit. That would summarize my everyday detail. But hey , its better than ordinary shit. It’s a change. 

 I go back to a question that I once asked, why write a diary , a blog , a memoir or any type of daily log ?? I answered that once , but yet there is more to it than just a worthless record . Despite , the uneasy feeling of being a 16 year old girl most likely to be a drama-queen, there are other meanings to it. I'm writing this entry to the future ME . So ,  if you're not me in the future , and you're still reading this , my best advice to you is to GET A LIFE. Anyways, lets go to the most important subject at hand ME ..

Dear Future me , 

First and fore most , I'd like to say I accept you as you are; Whatever you became , or didn’t become; whether youre better or worse. whether you like what I'm doing now or carry a regret for it. Of course of all things I'm expecting you to do is hate me for what I'm doing or saying now , or the way I say it. May be you criticize the way of I wrote it or look down at it. That’s how I feel towards my past-me and I probably wont look up to you as I became a disappointment to my past-me. I never reached my own expectations and you wont be any better. But don’t worry man. I know how it is to be me , and I'm ok with you. I forgive you. You're a good guy. However, if you still look down at me after the nice things I said about you , you can SUCK MY BIG SALTY BALLS , you don't know how it is to be me. On second thought, you know exactly how it feels , your just denying.  yah , I've been there silly fuck …

ok ok .. truce

Me now , my past-me , and my future-me . I got a solution to this dilemma, no one looks towards the other just forget about it .. no look the future , no looking to the past , just live the present. Finally, a word to the sponsor ( ME ) :

GET REAL MAN!