we need to be deconstructing our identities

and the fake qualifier

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

its good

bro i read nothing in my life

feel you

lol

was it worth it

ahnaf abrar

is everyoneback on tumblr now

no i haven't really read anything

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.


whats your name?


idk

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"

It Will Get Lighter

so an active mazelike process

"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Pimlico Rats

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.

and the fake qualifier