i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

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.

send your tumblr

send link

is everyoneback on tumblr now

the site i am dreaming

i love it here

bro i read nothing in my life

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

thank you

which magnetises chains of pins

idk

i want to do that too

i have read not even 1 book

fw

i really havent

lol

sorry i am texting like a slav

yeah

plato

wait what is that

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

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

its good short few pages

Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.

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.

hello reader,

not so on: yvf(wthw)

Lift Analysis

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.

Thank you, Jack