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

abrar?

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

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

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

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

what do you think my name is

bro i read nothing in my life

Slug

the site i am dreaming

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

and the fake qualifier

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

your feed looks like my tumblr

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we need to be deconstructing our identities

its good

i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

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.

barren land

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