autonomy of learning
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
it is hopeful
or never left
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
abrar?
sorry i am texting like a slav
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
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.
no like which do people call me
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
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.
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.
we can only engage in such a way
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i love it here
the textwall is as much for me as it is for you