Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i really havent

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

what do you think my name is

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

i was tempted to lie about my name

i want to do that too

its good short few pages

god being the centre magnet

which magnetises chains of pins

its good

lol

yeah

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

abrar?

no like which do people call me

barren land

is everyoneback on tumblr now

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

lol yea

send your tumblr

your feed looks like my tumblr

sorry i am texting like a slav

whats your name?

the site i am dreaming

i love it here

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.

Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.

i have read not even 1 book