The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
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
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
i want to do that too
abrar?
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
the site i am dreaming
we need to be deconstructing our identities
was it worth it
i really havent
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
i was tempted to lie about my name
no like which do people call me
bro i read nothing in my life
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
was it worth it
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
its good short few pages
no i haven't really read anything
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.its good
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.