what do you think my name is

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

i see a website

"Put a blanket."

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

your feed looks like my tumblr

i have read not even 1 book

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

plato

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

2 (actually index). two is company

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

send your tumblr

magnetises a pin

it is hopeful

Better Lift

Rain, starting

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.