So I saw the idea of writing letters to your younger self...holy interesting. It actually took some thought! Loved it. Did it.
Your dislike of babies and fear of pregnancy will not be enough reason to get your tubes tied at 15. Don't bother writing that huge letter to a random medical board about it.
You are going to actually give birth to the most beautiful child, you're really going to like him.
Eventually your disdain for the institution of marriage will fade and you'll do it. Crazy, I know.
Don't pay attention to the people who called your first love 'puppy love'. There are few things in life as passionate as your first.
Your boobs are huge, we all know it. Stop letting everyone feel you up.
You're going to break a few hearts- don't forget what yours felt like that one time.
Outie vagina's are not strange. It is not falling off. You are fine.
In ten years you will have stopped letting everyone feel you up. However, you won't stop showing them to everyone. What is your deal?
There will be one person in your sexual repertoire that you will want to punch your teenage self in the face for. 1 outta 9 isn't bad- good job.
You're obsession with things ending on an even number will spiral out of control when you realize that you married wiener number nine...
Mixed tapes will always make you misty eyed, keep them all.
That stubbornness that was once your downfall, will become your savior.
You won't ever grow out of pecker checking.
I don't need to tell you that your are beautiful- you've always been a vain fuck. However, you are so much smarter than you ever realized.
You will never pass through that stage of awkwardness, sorry.
Your dislike of babies and fear of pregnancy will not be enough reason to get your tubes tied at 15. Don't bother writing that huge letter to a random medical board about it.
You are going to actually give birth to the most beautiful child, you're really going to like him.
Eventually your disdain for the institution of marriage will fade and you'll do it. Crazy, I know.
Don't pay attention to the people who called your first love 'puppy love'. There are few things in life as passionate as your first.
Your boobs are huge, we all know it. Stop letting everyone feel you up.
You're going to break a few hearts- don't forget what yours felt like that one time.
Outie vagina's are not strange. It is not falling off. You are fine.
In ten years you will have stopped letting everyone feel you up. However, you won't stop showing them to everyone. What is your deal?
There will be one person in your sexual repertoire that you will want to punch your teenage self in the face for. 1 outta 9 isn't bad- good job.
You're obsession with things ending on an even number will spiral out of control when you realize that you married wiener number nine...
Mixed tapes will always make you misty eyed, keep them all.
That stubbornness that was once your downfall, will become your savior.
You won't ever grow out of pecker checking.
I don't need to tell you that your are beautiful- you've always been a vain fuck. However, you are so much smarter than you ever realized.
You will never pass through that stage of awkwardness, sorry.
You'll learn to cut what weighs you down...
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