i had serious urges to destroy my body this whole week. and amidst this sea emboldened alcoholic rage, i find myself a pomma away from being the protagonist in my own korean drama. is this the same as meteor rain? cuz i just saw 2 episodes of the new korean version @ casa cho and realized...dammnit, im growing the hair out again and hunting down those art school yuhaksengs. haha. in the meantime, my "look"....(jeans, mcqueen, and perfectly dishevelled) wanders the streets drunk....eating dukbokee on the street and downs chameesul hoping the last bit of dignity will fall from the sky and clear his good name. smoke billows from a sewer in the background, it's brisk and each breath causes mist to mix in with the cigarette dangling off the lower lip. in the meantime, he looks up...makes no sense to the ahjimah and just points for extra odeng....takes another shot and reminisces. cue kim min jong. long pause. sigh. and flashback. tuesday. coffeeshop. patron. smiles. and lower lip biting. wednesday. court. and miss clare. and soho grand. and and and and then thursday. a bizarre love triangle....how did this happen? stumble stumble. flash forward. one more shot.
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Passby ~^^
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