Dear EDD,
Why are you such a hassle to put in Financial Aid?! You kept sending me the wrong gaddamn paper!
Dear Food,
Man, It’s time to keep on check again. Looks like I’ve gotten use to eating at night. 8pm is your time limit
Dear Boardwalk Empire,
You guys just test my patience everyday. I want the next episode already. It’s too awesome for just once a week.
Dear Today’s Dream,
Stuck somewhere in a building with an alien life form tied up to the chair. And my partner betrayed and killed me. Because of that, I awoken on a different dimension where he is sleeping and lust was all over the place to trick me. It seemed like they were torturing my partner. I got killed again. I woke up in reality, and for some reason, held the exacto-knife by my bed and went back to the same realm holding it. I cut the rope and stabbed the villains and help my partner out. Weird I was able to bring stuff in. It was cool though.
Dear Nylon-Stringed Guitar,
Why does the D String always snap! Now, I can’t play guitar for a while