"We"

Barnacles secretly use the office's internet to save data files. About the apartment that he would move to replace the one he had lived in for 7 years. The apartment that was his first place to sleep in Bangkok after he moved back to study from the Thap Kaew campus in Nakhon Pathom for a year. After that, I never moved anywhere from this neighborhood because of addiction to the same environment and fear of change. His condition keeps getting worse.

But this time I really couldn't. The vibrations from drilling into the floor every morning. That made him hallucinate that there might be an earthquake. The sound of a trowel handle tapping on tiles It made me startled and went to open the room because I thought someone was knocking on the door. The sound of a piglet scratching the floor sent a shrill scream that sent shivers down to the intestines. These things make the bond with the place easily broken. I can't take it anymore.

When you don't get enough sleep The ability to tolerate things around us is also impaired.

Butterfly Effect

The body and mind are exhausted...it's better to end here than he thought of leaving along the way..

After work Barnacle has to go see the lamp that will be used in the hair salon for bald people. He had already planned to get a round, smooth, shiny lamp that would compete with the bald head of the customer who came to use the service so that the customer would feel a bit better. It's more bald than my head. Hee hee..

Barnacle stuffs herself into a 16-year-old German car that smells musty from the grill air. And the seats are as old as the car's age. When combined with the smell of a brand of cigarettes that he asked his friends to buy because they believed that smoking it would bring "luck" like its name suggests. Now his good fortune was showing through his throat full of phlegm and choking on air like a broken exhaust pipe. It's his period.

It made the atmosphere doubly uncomfortable.

He had to go to a shop near Ratchaphruek by a route that he had not been familiar with before. Because someone suggested it was closer.

He realized that he didn't have the pioneering instincts, the direction, the map that a man should have. "Go, go, it's wrong to be a teacher," he thought. “But do I have too many teachers now?” he thought again.

The wheels begin to spin along with the music playing from the player. Sitting there as friends with two of them (as always), he felt a throbbing sensation in his thighs. It's his phone. He quickly snatched it out of the pocket of his smelly jeans that he had been wearing for 4 days.

Before I "enjoy" it any more, heh heh..

On the other end of the line was his close friend who used to take off his shirt and play football during lunchtime. Anxiety travels through air waves. The story is that There are people of the same gender as him courting. The only difference is that there is no one else, but the other party already has someone...

He seemed happy with how things turned out. The original taste was not like this. But there was a word that hugged Barnacle's neck and came to listen closely: "This kind of thing doesn't make sense to anyone." Yes, something like this doesn't make sense to anyone, he thought. Whether it happens because it has to happen or because of servitude.. if you are sure it's "right" and look at it in a rounded way.

Several rounds and then try to weigh it. Happiness is heavier than suffering

function

His friendship must be said accordingly. Even though we don't agree on every goal. Especially the back door. Ha!

The barnacle came out first. He's not a homosexual.

Sexism)

that looks down on the other gender and accepts that there are only 2 genders in the world, but he believes in love that there should be only 2 people, so there will not be repeated problems.

loop

The same old thing goes back and forth, never ending..

Barnacles think again.

Or..in reality Barnacle's friend Clearing a new path In the clutter and crampedness On the belief and faith that has been in him for a long time..

Or..it doesn't have to be two people loving each other if the other person agrees and doesn't create problems. As long as the self-love of one side It's still not more than the other person's self-love. As long as he's strong enough to endure seeing everyone get hurt...

Or.. good-bad norms and monotone color categories of morality cannot be poured into the definition of this matter

Or..flash It is not necessary to always be allergic to the strength of logic.

Or is he actually just trying to run in someone else's path? Because I think it's smoother and shorter than my own way...

The old car brought the barnacles down the narrow road. A light from a futsal field faintly illuminated the wall ahead. Enough to let you know that it's a dead end. which reinforced his confidence that it was the same as before “I'm lost again, I'm sorry,” he cursed softly, sarcastically. ...He glanced at the screen on the player.

Mp3

Changed in the car

Track

Number 13: The sound of Nong Singh's dimpled guitar mixed with P'Win's raspy voice.

Sqweez Animal

Loud...

Emaj7 Em9 Amaj9

*What will I do if love will happen?

Emaj7 Em9 Amaj9

So can you do it? If we start....

Emaj7 Bm7 Amaj9 (B7)

**Hook **

Just... we accept new days.

Emaj7 Bm7 Amaj9 (B7)

Just...we accept the old days and let them pass.

Chad Chad Deed Dam Chad Chad Dee Dam.....