"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
wait what is that
idk
yeah
no i haven't really read anything
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
god being the centre magnet
send your tumblr
ion
its good
feel you
plato
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
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.
abrar?
is everyoneback on tumblr now
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.thank you
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.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
bro i read nothing in my life
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i love it here
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.
i really havent
yes