She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

barren land

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

that looks like my instagram account

yeah

what do you mean

plato

or never left

send your tumblr

your feed looks like my tumblr

idk

its good

ion

i dont understand magnetisation

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

was it worth it

a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

This is a website run by a narcissist who can't produce anything without the hope that it is seen and loved but can't act due to the fear of it being seen and hated. They immediately feel the need to ask Jack GPT to define whatever this feeling is in the hope that understanding it will mean control over it and control over it will mean that they can stop it.

i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

It's

dusk

in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.
It bites my wrist but there is only a dull ache.
I feel that it wants to say sorry but can't. I die.

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

ahnaf abrar

in a way what we are really interested in with pedagogy is the magnetisation

this will be about a slug

have you read