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.
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
its good short few pages
is everyoneback on tumblr now
yeah
lol yea
god being the centre magnet
lol
like magnets
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
currently
idk
but i respect your search
it is hopeful
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.
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
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something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.hiding from the rain
no longer writing in the third person
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
sorry i am texting like a slav
in a post. I want to be remembered