Dear past self,You are a warrior...you fight through this suckish thing called life,, but there's a catch…..you lose yourself. Dear past self, Hold on to who you are because there will come a time when it will be yanked away from you like playing tug of war with a pitbull and this messed up thing called society is what you are fighting against.  Dear past self,You will always be too big, too loud, too enthusiastic, too smart you nerd, even too stupid...how about too ugly...these words, these drips of poison , they echo in your mind like the annoying drips of water from a half broken sink because broken is just what you are and those drips are simply your tears. Dear past self,Hold on...people will step on you like the doormat you think you are but you will fly like a magic carpet because hope is in sight and because HOPE stands for:Happiness OrPerfection andEverything in between because you aren't your past self for very long. Dear future self,Breathe…….breathe because instead of trying to take yourself from this world you're trying to save someone from doing the exact same thing because you have in fact realized how precious this life is. Dear future self,Those tears you once cried out of sadness are now tears of happiness for they are now shed at the sight of a child...a man...a job...or even your life because you finally learned to fly and there is no way you're coming back down because this high is better than what ANY drug could provide Dear future self,You better keep your poop in a group because your happiness is NOT something people can step on anymore, instead, it's your new umbrella that keeps you dry from people raining on your parade. Dear future self….breathe