Hii my loveee, Do you remember this date? The 2nd of the month. It still means something to me. Happy 1st Monthsary to us, even from afar. Right now, I'm the only one celebrating this. But I just want you to know that I have never tired of waiting for you...
Còn hơn 3 tuần, mục tiêu cuối tháng này là ít nhất 2 kĩ năng phải đạt 5.0-5.5. Học trầy trật đến mức nào cũng phải cố, cố bằng mọi giá. Đừng để t thất vọng đấy cá của tháng 12 nhé...
Mi princesa Sofía, Today you turned 12. While you blew out candles at Chuck E. Cheese, I hid in the kitchen when police cars passed. Mamá’s ‘game’ of hiding isn’t fun, is it? Forgive me. When you read this at 18 (a c...
It’s 04:37pm on a Thursday.I have an exam in a few days but instead of reading, I’m here writing this letter, basically signing myself up for failure. If that doesn’t prove how much I value you, then you’re truly a blind moron. By ...
Hey girl, It’s 12:07pm on a Tuesday. I haven’t eaten breakfast and I’m starving. I’m writing this from my bed in Minna 😭. Yesterday I was talking to Victor, and we ended up discussing how important birthdays are and how much I thin...
Dear Me in 2025,I’m sitting in that tiny café on 5th Street—you know the one, with the chipped blue mugs and the barista who remembers we take our latte with extra foam. Outside, it’s pouring rain, and my iPhone 6 (the one with t...
Dear Future Me,If you’re reading this, it’s been five years since that weird, wobbly September of 2020—and I bet you barely remember what it felt like to wake up to a desk covered in hand sanitizer and Zoom links. Let me jog your memory...
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Dear Future Me,When you open this letter, you're probably sitting at your desk in the university dorm, right? There might be the first snowflakes of 2025 floating outside the window, just like the scene outside my window at this moment. Please pause your...
Hi,Dear FutureMe, Quick hit: It’s 2022, I’m eating cold pizza for breakfast, and Jake (roomie) just used my toothbrush. Again. Three years later, have you learned to lock the bathroom door? Or are we still playing “guess whose spit is on...