isaac
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
is everyoneback on tumblr now
feel you
idk
we need to be deconstructing our identities
send your tumblr
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
yeah
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
yeah
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
thank you
wait what is that
i have read not even 1 book
bro i read nothing in my life
He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.
was it worth it
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
A roll of 50s is one of the items he dumps onto my table during the search. Of course it is. He asks if I'm a delivery boy or a setter or this or that diamond related job. I keep saying no, I'm enjoying hearing all of these new words. Eventually I tell him that I work in film, which is kind of true. He asks where I'm filming. I'm not filming. He tells me that I can't be that good at it then. He then tells me that he made a film once, in the 80s. It was called Pimlico Rats.
Today I felt like starting
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03