The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
its good
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i have read not even 1 book
idk
magnetises a pin
god being the centre magnet
i love it here
send your tumblr
lol yea
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
like magnets
fw
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
hiding from the rain
yeah
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
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.I am below everything.
lol
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
I wonder if she knew I was down there listening? I wonder if she would've said something more true, more personal, more raw, more heartfelt, more harsh, more seductive, more freeing, more exposing, more risky, more romantic, more rude, more honest, more anything, if there hadn't been an audience.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
we need to be deconstructing our identities
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.