tell your future self how you screwed today up by not calling "The One", getting that one-night stand pregnant, discovering you got crabs from a hooker, receiving an eviction notice from your landlord, and your parents disowning you.
with any luck, your future self won't get to read it 'cause he'd be scrounging coins for the next meal and wouldn't have enough to pay the internet cafe.
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