Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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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
plato
and the fake qualifier
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
yeah
like magnets
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
yeah
your feed looks like my tumblr
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.
was it worth it
ahnaf abrar
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
i want to do that too
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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