hiding from the rain
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.
which magnetises chains of pins
thank you
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."
i dont understand magnetisation
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
Better Lift
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc."Put a blanket."
i was tempted to lie about my name
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
its good short few pages
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Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
your feed looks like my tumblr
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50