okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
division of reality is straying away from it
was it worth it
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.
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
so an active mazelike process
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
amazing hopefully this was all legible and frankly i might be going very off board but you seemed interesting
autonomy of learning
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
yes
the site i am dreaming
but really the thing should be autonomous
...
not their contents
i want to do that too
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
so the method has to be autonomous
we need to be deconstructing our identities