The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
Thank you, Jack
and the fake qualifier
Can I see
kind of mythopoesis
no like which do people call me
send link
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
i understand
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
sorry i am texting like a slav
like first name
yeah
thank you
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
is this you as well
and the fake qualifier
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
the site i am dreaming
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
ahnaf abrar
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