you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after

dusk

currently

not their contents

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

like magnets

lol yea

that looks like my instagram account

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.

your feed looks like my tumblr

way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it

its good

yeah

feel you

wait what is that

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

or never left

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

i want to do that too

Thank you, Jack

idk

13, H, grate

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

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.

Sun, 23 Nov 2025 10:37:17

its performative