letter eleven

Dear Friday: you are a breath of fresh air. Dear Mommy: you have no idea how excited i am that you are coming to hang out with me tomorrow. thanks for being the best in the world and answering your phone every day when i call. Dear Drama, Secrets, Gossip, Immaturity, and Selfishness: not to be harsh, but I'm freaking done playing your games. you will not control my world anymore. so sorry! Dear Future: I will not be scared of you. I will be myself, I will say what I think, I will love the things I love and be okay with that. I will know that my sweet Jesus is the only One in the world that will be with me forever no matter who or what I have to leave behind.