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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying
Lift Analysis
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
that looks like my instagram account
i want to do that too
is everyoneback on tumblr now
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.