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.
lol
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
is everyoneback on tumblr now
god being the centre magnet
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.
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The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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magnetises a pin
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its good short few pages
its good
or never left
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 hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
the site i am dreaming
yeah
isaac
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
barren land
fw
feel you
lol yea
i dont understand magnetisation
i love it here
December 2025
ahnaf abrar
what do you think my name is
your feed looks like my tumblr
is this you as well
bro i read nothing in my life
idk
abrar?