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Dear Taco Girl,

Why is it that every time I see you, you get a lot more lovelier than the last? I think I’m ganna write a short fictional story about you.

Dear Common Generation (of my age) aka. Indie Enthusiasts,

I’m really annoyed by how you measure your music appreciation or even knowledge just by knowing an Indie band(s). Just because you know a lot of unknown artists doesn’t make you an expert in musical taste in fact, that would only sum you up to a scout. Everyone has different preferences in music and they are always changeable. Having Indie band in your playlist doesn’t mean you have the grand mastery in music. It just means you are a groupie.

Dear Self,

It seems like your dreams of becoming an architect is blocked by obstacles. Currently I have no means of getting a proper education on such course. As a result, joining a military service might be the greatest option I have. Choosing between the Navy or the Air Force is quite a difficult decision.

Dear Self,

Fuck, I find it really hard to read/write musical notes. I need to push myself a little further.

Dear Self,

You need to start running cause you have maximize the full potential of the fasting you’ve done.