hiding from the rain
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
currently
I am below everything.
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.
that looks like my instagram account
send link
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
lol
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
and the fake qualifier
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.bro i read nothing in my life
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
idk
i have read not even 1 book
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.