letters sixteen to nineteen
anon: Dear 12 year-old me, You fucked up and your life is ruined, from now on, try to keep all personal things to yourself. anon: Dear twelve year old me, Its okay to be different. Don’t try to be something you’re not, just because you want people to like you, because in the end, more people like the real you than the fake you. Experiment, don’t be afraid to go against what...
letters eleven to fifteen
anon: I agree with the anon. For me it’s getting worse. You were lucky though. I’m getting uglier and uglier. equifinal: Dear 12 year-old me. Stop looking for purpose in things. Do things because they make you happy, not because they’re important. Don’t forget that you’re going to die at some point. Before that, do something of achievement. Make people smile, say yes...
letters six to ten
anon: dear 12 year old me, you’re starting high school. you will meet a boy on the first day of high school, and he will become your everything in about 3 years. tell him you love him when you get the chance, because if you don’t, you’ll regret it more than anything. don’t let go of him again. love, your 18 year old self. carpediem-: twelve year old georgia, don’t be...
letters one to five
anon: You’ve met a boy, his name is Jack. He’s funny and little bit weird. You become really good friends. In two years he falls in love with you, or at least the equivalent of that emotion for a fourteen year old. You’re scared and you don’t grab hold of him when you get the chance. You’re seventeen now and all you want is him, but he’s moved on. He just sees...
my dear twelve year old ethan, ignore the people that are making your life hell. it honestly does get better. accept the fact that you’re different, and embrace it. you waste so much energy telling yourself you’re not worth the air you breathe and after a while you’re going to get tired. you will go numb, and of this i’m sure. please don’t cut yourself or consider...
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