nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

i really havent

December 2025

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

Slug


way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

Pimlico Rats

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Lift Analysis

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

I Write Goodbye Letter

ahnaf abrar


we need to be deconstructing our identities

Thank you, Jack

and the fake qualifier

It Will Get Lighter

2 (actually index). two is company

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

what do you think my name is

was it worth it

like first name



the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

was it worth it

...

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.

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