Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03


FOUNDING DOCUMENT

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

it is hopeful

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

sorry i am texting like a slav

lol

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

send your tumblr

this will be about a slug

bro i read nothing in my life


A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.

Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13

Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

2 (actually index). two is company

in a post. I want to be remembered

Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03


i have read not even 1 book

Better Lift

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.

The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.