Go back and tell yourself something.

Chirst, NO! Do not talk about when you and he got 'married' in kindergarten. He will move back in two years. Your friends will never let you hear the end of it. SHUT UP YOU IDIOT!!!!!

I would tell myself to calm the fuck down. And not leave my Network CD in that rental car.

I would tell myself to not say anything rash or stupid that would get you in a mess.

I would've told myself not to let him go.

I would tell myself not to be such a fucking idiot.
And I'd tell myself not to hang around her, and that she was part of the reason I was so fucked up.

Please don't cut your hair.

Don't procastinate so much, really enjoy the time left with Gaby, don't worry about this school, you're going to move somewhere better, well, it will be better for about ten weeks. Enjoy those ten weeks as much as you possibly can, then break up with him two weeks after you get back from school, as much as you love him, if you stay with him any longer, he will break your heart. And lastly, don't let the people you will meet at your new school push you around, always speak your mind, you have really nothing left to lose there.

Wow, that was quite a bit.

Learn to shut up sometimes and just take it. Get a thicker skin too. Stand up for what you believe and don't do otherwise, because you'll end up doing things you'll regret.

Stop thinking you have a chance. Right from the start you need to accept that fact that you two will be friends and only friends.

You should have done it when you had the chance

To myself at a young, young age; Tell every one you want to sing. Make them get you lessons, put you in dance.
To my seven year old self; The little mexican boy with the cute highlights? Don't fall in love with him and waste seven more years on him. It will all fall into place later.
Please don't cry about it.
To my nine year old self; Daddy won't leave.
To my eleven year old self; STOP EATING.
To my thirteen year old self; No one wants to hear about your problems - don't tell them and Mia and Rachelle won't leave. Shut up, dumbass.

I'm pretty specific. :shifty

Why did you feel so guilty about that for so long? You didn't even DO anything wrong! You're such a numpty, and you let it have a huge grip over you and stop things you wanted to do!

Stop bothering Gerald, Vieve. He'll totally get annoyed! Look, now he's hiding from you! You're such an idiot, you suck! XD

Even if it didnt seem a good thing at the time saying that thing probably saved both of you.

Stop! Don't bother going down the music route. Try art and graphics or maths or something.

You're doin' okay, keep going.

Go revise more, then I wouldn't have to re-take things.
Don't do graphic design, do history - stick to the original plan.
Make yourself seen and heard, you let yourself fade into the background too much.

actually try and talk, and keep your temper in check

I'd go back and tell myself that boys just aren't worth the trouble.

I'd tell myself that it all comes back to me at the worst time, but it gets better.