hiding from the rain
sorry i am texting like a slav
plato
no like which do people call me
yeah
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
i really havent
which magnetises chains of pins
lol yea
bro i read nothing in my life
abrar?
its good short few pages
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
and the fake qualifier
ahnaf abrar
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.
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wait what is that
your feed looks like my tumblr
hello reader,
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
not so on: yvf(wthw)
and the fake qualifier