Dear adult me,
I hope you found this letter tucked into our first Black Edition of Death Note on page 52, the first time you stopped reading it. Was it still in the heart shaped envelope you made for Cameron? The kid you 'forgot' to tell about your undying love for? Remember him? Yeah.
So, do you still have an unhealthy obsession with the Hitachiin twins and Sebastian Michaelis? Are you still obsessed with Anime/Manga? Are you still the same 13-year-old girl who would stay up for three days straight playing Pokemon and Harvest Moon? Do you still secretly watch MLP: FiM at two in the morning, drinking tea and ignoring homework? Are you still watching Hetalia and Ouran Highschool Host Club? Are you still reading Black Butler, Homestuck, and Death Note?
Do you still run around the house pretending to have huge black wings with a little white Prussian eagle in the lower right corner of your right wing? Are your two best friends still Lily and Oni? The imaginary duo? Lily way always the one who looked exactly like you but wore the blue, while Oni had the exact opposite hair and eye color and always wore bright green? Do you still pretend to practice magic with England, Romania and Norway? Are you still imagining yourself in situations that will never happen, like being captured by pirates or beating the crap out of a group of ninjas that attacked you late at night in an ally? How about pretending to be in the Mafia or being a pirate captain?
How about that dream job? Did you ever become an author or illustrator? How about a world renowned artist? No? What about an actor or a singer? What about the pastry chef job that you dreamed about?
Hey, remember that time when you went through that punk phase? Well, that's right now. The thick eye liner, the ripped jeans, the rebellious attitude, the skateboard, everything. Never lose that. Please, just don't. Never lose the feeling of anarchy.
In about three years I'll be able to go to my first concert. I hope that you went to a My Chemical Romance concert. I'm hoping to see them as my first concert experience.
How about the Suicide phase when you were 12? Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure you know that we made it. Please don't go through another one. I'd really hate for us the go through another.
Oh! Have we finally met Tech and Chrissie? How about Keirii? Did you meet Danneh yet? When do we? Where do we go first? Do we all meet at the same place? About that, that tes into travel! Have we been to Europe yet?
How about that love life? Did we finally tell Cameron the you like him? What about Scott? Which one? Do you even like them anymore, or did someone else come into the love triangle ? Did we end up liking Owen again?
Wait, how old are you? 15? 18? 23? 98? See? There's the randomness that we share!
Are you still random like that? Do you still get called crazy? Do you still say things like "Be the CACTTUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" and "DUCK DUCK DUCK! COME HERE DUCK!"? Cause I do. All. The. Time.
Have you moved out of the house yet? Did you get a job? Did you get a car?
Oh gosh, I'm asking too many questions again, but I guess that's all I can really do,since you already know everything about me.
You/Me/Sarah/This is confusing.
P.S. Have you ever realized that the more cheese you have the more holes you have, therefore, you have less cheese?