you have a beautiful account btw
bro i read nothing in my life
which magnetises chains of pins
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.
isaac
like magnets
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
its good
your feed looks like my tumblr
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
i want to do that too
its good
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i dont understand magnetisation
ahnaf abrar
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
i love it here
no like which do people call me
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
fw
i was tempted to lie about my name