ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
its good
we need to be deconstructing our identities
send your tumblr
what do you think my name is
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
idk
magnetises a pin
i was tempted to lie about my name
its good short few pages
i want to do that too
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
god being the centre magnet
fw
that looks like my instagram account
thank you
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
the site i am dreaming
i really havent
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
yeah
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
Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
like magnets
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.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.