The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.

really i want the internet

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

Lift Analysis

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

okay this is interesting because pedagogies we have rn are not proper models

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08

no longer writing in the third person

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

in a post. I want to be remembered

Rain, starting

hiding from the rain


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.

but i respect your search

idk

that looks like my instagram account

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class



stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

or never left

no i haven't really read anything

is everyoneback on tumblr now

barren land

A procession forms behind the French Raj and his fireworks bearer as they head out the door. I've lost my Korean colleague / fresh meat in the chaos. I'm sure he'll be able to fend for himself. They have mandatory military service in Korea.

Thank you, Jack

Can I see

It Will Get Lighter

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."