Dear 26 year old Erielle,
Hey, it's me. You 10 years ago. I know, I know, this is weird, but I have an explanation I swear. Lately, my life has not been going very well. I've been stressing about lots of things and I read somewhere that if you write a letter to your future self, or to anyone as a matter of fact, you would feel better. So here I am, writing ( and feeling more stupid by the minute ).Hope you're somewhere in the world where you're very successful and getting paid a shit load of money. also wondering if you're in a relationship right now with someone that loves and appreciate you, someone like Austin maybe? Maybe even Austin himself?. lol, okay moving on.
A while ago I realized that I love Austin ( by a while ago, I mean for years now, I'm just protecting dignities in here, mind you ) My very own best friend, the one I had done the most disgusting things in front of and the one I always thought would be the one to walk me down the aisle if I were to ever get married.
Well, fucking change of plans I don't want him to walk me down the aisle anymore because God I want him to be the one waiting on the other side. I don't know when that happened, because last thing I remember I wanted his ass to get into a relationship because he's the loneliest person I've ever seen but now, pam I would hurt any girl who comes near him.
So Yes, I wrote this around the time you realized that I love Austin more than just a friend and also realized that it's basically impossible for us to be together. I know he doesn't feel that way and I promised myself I'll never tell him. I won't jeopardize our friendship by something so trivial. Also I really want to know what happened to Elias. he was found in a dumpster, stabbed to death 27 times, Right? Hope you didn't get caught.
Anyway, I hope you're doing great and looking like a model, not that you don't right now, and I hope you're happy. I gotta go To school now and you probably have some work to do so, see ya in 9 years, goodbye.
love,
you