not so on: yvf(wthw)

isaac newton

which magnetises chains of pins

abrar?

i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine

that looks like my instagram account

i really havent

what do you think my name is

yeah

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

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

sorry i am texting like a slav

We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes. The conversation drifts to the pleasantness of warm lighting and whether anyone needs a smart home. I interrupt her to make a joke about the French Raj as he runs up the causeway. We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.

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.

As I'm trying to tell my Korean colleague / fresh meat that this is abnormal, that most people in England aren't like this, the host of the party emerges from the bathroom to a roar of laughter and applause. He's a fat middle aged Frenchman and he's changed into traditional Indian dress and a turban. He looks fucking ridiculous. I try to back away, to avoid the inevitable photo of me in this moment that will one day appear to ruin my life, but everyone is crowding around, trapping me in the middle of it.

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

It Will Get Lighter

isaac

My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.

you know who you are. no more time, not like

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whats your name?

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

like first name

Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

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

lol

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

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