There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.
i want to do that too
your feed looks like my tumblr
the site i am dreaming
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."
like first name
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.
what do you think my name is
no like which do people call me
i really havent
whats your name?
hello reader,
its good
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
send link
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
abrar?
send your tumblr
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever