i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

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.

I Write Goodbye Letter

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

that looks like my instagram account

lol

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

lol yea

i dont understand magnetisation


somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

you have a beautiful account btw

your feed looks like my tumblr

you cannot feed someone truth

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

ion

yeah

this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet

i love it here

but i respect your search

send your tumblr

so at the end

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

was it worth it