A Letter To Myself Poem. Tuesday = daily quote + fashion drawing design. I want you to laugh, cry, win, lose, fall in love, fall out of love, pass, fail and then emerge victorious after all;so that when you are my age, already lived half your life, you have multiple stories, anecdotes which are achingly.
A poem of possibilities—a letter to myself we’ve done a series of prewriting questions to get you to think about who, where, and what you’ll be in five years. You want to die, and it’s so rightfully justified because you’re mediocre at best no matter how hard you try. Just to remind you, the questions were:
To my ever dearest self, i know a lot of things about you, though i still do not know you.
So if you need to take a second to breathe, to cry, to put your head. • where do you see yourself in five years? The bottles of pills, i know of. For this week myself this is what you are to post on this blog.