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 bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.

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"I'm only attracted to you", he replies. "Like, you only."

really i want the internet

i believe search always should be immersive, because whatever is pre planned and non consuming (what you are looking for is total engulfment by the spectre of the real), a joyous intensity, a flow of virtue

It Will Get Lighter

She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.

I'm trying to picture the scene inside, like I was trying to picture the scene in the tree.

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying

I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.

not their contents

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

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

that looks like my instagram account

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lol yea

i was tempted to lie about my name

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

is everyoneback on tumblr now

propensity within someone

feel you

lol