hiding from the rain
that looks like my instagram account
was it worth it
send link
the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book
i have read not even 1 book
is everyoneback on tumblr now
yeah
your feed looks like my tumblr
ahnaf abrar
i really havent
whats your name?
its good
or never left
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.
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
is this you as well
was it worth it
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i love it here
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.
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
we need to be deconstructing our identities
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.