what do you think my name is
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
and the fake qualifier
whats your name?
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.
was it worth it
i was tempted to lie about my name
magnetises a pin
plato
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
its good
...
not so on: yvf(wthw)
i really havent
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
i see a website
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
like first name
i struggle with building a personal technical architecture for storing media, both curation and creation. instead i bookmark everything
i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
brb i will read and reply sincerely
lol yea
have you read