Rain, starting

Can I see

It Will Get Lighter

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

Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41

okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate

hiding from the rain

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59

we want to live the knowledge too live the content

there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

13, H, grate

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.

He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.

There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

much more tactility


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

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

is everyoneback on tumblr now

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch

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.