i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
"Put a blanket."
I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
propensity within someone
I am below everything.
It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.
I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.
was it worth it
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
send your tumblr
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."