plato
"Put a blanket."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
brb i will read and reply sincerely
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
as in
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
really i want the internet
in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation
but i respect your search
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
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.
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.Today I felt like starting
you have a beautiful account btw
yeah
and the fake qualifier
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.
abrar?
you know who you are. no more time, not like
1
. way too specific.Better Lift
much more tactility
feel you