Dear Asian girl surrounded by family in Chinatown,
Your visually tender, soft skin is such an eyemonger. And it doesn’t help when you stare at me with a smile - what a tease! Surprisingly, you’re not one of the vendors that occupied the district. Unfortunately for me, I can’t put my theories at work if I’m being cockblock by your family.
Dear Mom,
I don’t wanna hear you complain about my nephew and niece’s behaviour when, in fact, you tolerate their bad habits. Soon enough, it would be pretty hard to keep them tamed.
Dear Project Aces,
If what I research is correct, then you have just made my day! An authetic possibilty of having Ace Combat on my dear console is a dream come true.
Dear Gun Metal-Colored European Cars on the 60 Freeway,
Seriously, what is wrong with you guys today!? Is it ‘Test Your Brakes Day’ or what? Don’t change lane in front of me and brake for no apparent reason because nobody was in front of me for over a mile. Plus, I’m already doing eighty miles per hour on a busy freeway why are you guys passing me on a high speed.
Dear Barnes & Noble,
Yes! Finally found a copy of Justine, or The Misfotune of Virtues sitting on one of your selves. Of course, I didn’t have any money, but fortunate for me I was able to scounger a bargain for this book by chauffeuring my mother’s friend to Los Angeles. You could have been on a more elaborate cover.