Dear past me: (about 2009)

Get over yourself. Srsly. Take off those idiotic glittery skinny jeans, stop spouting random “funny” shit like “Rawr is dinosaur for ‘I love you’” (I mean, really? -_-), stop hiding your own actual social awkwardness behind a “LOL SO UNIQUE AND RANDOM” attitude. Demand to know the truth behind your mandatory shrink visits (newsflash: autism.). Oh, and ditch Ashleigh. Run as fast as you can. You’re not even in love with her yet, you don’t need to put up with her crap. She’s just going to dish out even worse later.

By the way, you’re not bisexual, you’re full-on gay. That means you can stop pretending to like boys. Don’t lie to yourself.

- Anna, your future self

PS: WATCH DARIA. I think it’ll help you get over yourself, ridiculous, pretentious past-self. XD