The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
abrar?
i really havent
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
was it worth it
your feed looks like my tumblr
what do you think my name is
and the fake qualifier
what do you mean
i dont understand magnetisation
lol
god being the centre magnet
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i have read not even 1 book
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The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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i want to do that too
idk