The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
propensity within someone
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
not their contents
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
i understand
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.send link
feel you
all that is to say
have you read
we need to be deconstructing our identities
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate