It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.
ahnaf abrar
is everyoneback on tumblr now
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
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
hello reader,
the point of this was to try and avoid this narcissistic death spiral I'm in by acting anonymously and impulsively. how can that feeling that even Jack can't describe paralyse me if my name isn't next to any of this? the excitement of believing I just need a new process has overcome me and I have cummed out an empty webpage.
barren land
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
something religious, a kind of complex,
it will get lighter
, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
its good
i was tempted to lie about my name
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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.
feel you
plato
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.that looks like my instagram account
lol yea
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
no like which do people call me