feel you
the site i am dreaming
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
wait what is that
i want to do that too
is everyoneback on tumblr now
isaac newton
i understand
or never left
abrar?
barren land
what do you mean
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
what do you think my name is
like first name
hiding from the rain
i love it here
yeah
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
and the fake qualifier
I catch him on his way to the bar, telling him about this old racist failed actor that I'm avoiding. That I'm failing to confront. I get the sense he's avoiding people too. We get our drinks and find a corner. We chat for a bit. He's managing just fine.
Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?
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'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
i see a website
Today I felt like starting
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.