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: *you* just returned from alkaline trio with ian and simon. i couldn't see ian's face though. just his back and his hair. simon was really sweaty and his eyes were red and he wore a godspeed you black emperor tshirt (just like mine). we met up in a bookstore owned by an old chinese man. and simon passed him (the old chinese man) 2 mix tapes. they both had red covers with communist art. i sat on the red sofa with *you* while i flipped through simon's portfolio. it was just a huge book filled with his art and poetry when he was in year nine. i read everything in detail. *you* were tired. you wrapped your hands around my waist and leaned on me...and fell alseep. your hair is so soft. [just like how it is.just like how i like it.] :

: went to the airport in search of *your* friend from argentina. no description of how he looked like. just that he had long dreadlocked hair. and so i went. he supposedly was there. waiting to board the plane to nepal. so i spoke to him. and he had a weird name. and he did a funny (peculiar not haha) handshake. as he was about to depart, i asked which part of argentina he was from. he said "what? no, i'm from nepal." of course i was shocked. then i asked if he knew biju. (i used to know a kid of this name when i was studying in perth) and out of nowhere, his mother and sister were beside him carrying a baby boy wrapped in a royal blue blanket. and they said this was biju. i just smiled at the baby and behind me were the media people. and they were snapping photos of me and trying to interview me. i decided to avoid them. :

: running away, now in uni. on the seventh floor. with suzanna. we heard kenneth's voice. oh no. can't go through fifth floor. so we took the elevator. doors open, we are at the kuala lumpur city centre. brought her to the post office but instead it was a customs office. "but i swear it's here." yeah, whatever she said. :

last nite i was supposed to go to a play. it was cancelled last minute.
the city council decided not to give the permit.
may they rot and decay with the maggots and die in hell.

sound = the title lust