okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
whats your name?
lol
barren land
that looks like my instagram account
isaac
god "possessing" artists "possessing" people
in a post. I want to be remembered
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
no like which do people call me
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
was it worth it
no i haven't really read anything
sorry i am texting like a slav
Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
i really havent
and the fake qualifier
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
we want to live the knowledge too live the content
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.
as in