like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
Thu, 04 Dec 2025 11:31:03
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
brb i will read and reply sincerely
wow, you are the first stranger to write a textwall to me
i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.