to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
Better Lift
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
ion
its good
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
barren land
brb i will read and reply sincerely
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
I am below everything.
send link
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
its good short few pages
no i haven't really read anything
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
was it worth it
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
i have read not even 1 book