You'll learn early on that life is hard and that you shouldn't take the crap people throw --
Having your heart broken isn't as bad as it seems. You'll cry, you'll get angry, you'll --
Sometimes pain is good --
I'm not very good at writing letters, especially to myself, so, if you're reading this, it's probably the fifth time I've re-written it. You're the same way, writing, then re-writing, and re-writing, and finally giving up and throwing it away. Every scrap of crumpled up paper held your entire soul, the dried ink like your dried tears -- hidden in the darkness.
Here's where my first piece of advice comes in. Go ahead, crumple up those pieces of paper. But, in the morning, pick them up, smooth them out, and save them in that binder you carry everywhere. Don't show them to anyone. Just keep those precious little jewels to yourself.
But why, you ask? Because, sometimes, being alone is going to be the best thing for you. You don't always have to surround yourself with the people who pretend to like you. Being alone will give you time to think, and you seriously need to do more of that. Plus, when you do your own thing, people will like you for being you, not for being someone else.
(Don't worry, you don't sound as cliché as I do, just yet. That comes later on down the road.)
I know you scratch the word H-E-L-P into your arm every day, just praying that someone will notice and do just that. I know that, in a few years, you'll hold that knife to your arm, daring yourself to press just a bit harder. I know that, when you don't, you berate yourself for being a coward.
You are strong, but no one knows. You want to be loved, but no one does. Everyone thinks that your life is carefree and easy, but it's the opposite. You withdraw yourself from the world, though you so desperately want to be a part of it. What you don't know is that the world desperately needs you to be yourself. To make all the mistakes that you're going to make, to perform all the little quirks you have, to find out who you really are.
And, though you might think you'll be alone your entire life because no one could possibly like you, there is someone out there, just waiting for you to show up and make their life better. Heck, you make everyone's life just that much shinier, just by being there. And if someone makes you cry, they don't deserve to know you.
Don't give up. Just keep being you.
See you when you're my age,
Your Older (and hopefully wiser (and definitely more cliché)) Self
P.S. Yes, you will eventually learn how to spell the words 'definitely,' 'poison,' and 'dungeon.' Good for you.
P.P.S. No, you shouldn't go around and correct everyone's grammar. They will love you if you don't.