hello reader,

what do you think my name is

i love it here

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

and the fake qualifier

have you read

is everyoneback on tumblr now

your feed looks like my tumblr

bro i read nothing in my life

There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.

plato

I Write Goodbye Letter

fw

its good

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

not so on: yvf(wthw)

that looks like my instagram account

Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.

like first name

this will be about a slug

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

December 2025

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.

its good short few pages

Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:

Lift Analysis

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!

and so on. not wanting the rhyming / clanging

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people