really i want the internet

i was tempted to lie about my name

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

i have read not even 1 book

idk

2 (actually index). two is company

which magnetises chains of pins

I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.

Lift Analysis

your feed looks like my tumblr

sorry i am texting like a slav

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

fw

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

like magnets

what do you think my name is

much more tactility

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

Thank you, Jack

but really the thing should be autonomous