and the fake qualifier

so the method has to be autonomous

Sun, 02 Nov 2025 22:11:24

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

somewhere between instagram and chatgpt

Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

It Will Get Lighter

but i respect your search

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

so at the end

as in

something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever

i see a website

Rain, starting

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.

yes

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

Thank you, Jack

After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

we need to be deconstructing our identities

Maybe, Jack, I'm doing this because I'm English?

Thank you for telling me that I'm failing to see how I'm reproducing the dynamics I'm trying to critique by only describing my Korean colleague / fresh meat and the black girl in relation to others and myself.

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

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.

Better Lift

The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."

i was tempted to lie about my name

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.

Better Lift

I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.

this will be about a slug