the textwall is as much for me as it is for you
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
much more tactility
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.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
I imagine that some lab-grown 29-year-old from Woking with a mind honed to identify individuals who fit the profile of Real Londoner (as conceived of by 50 opinion-polled racist builders and their wives in the Midlands) picks a stubborn local who can still somehow afford to live here and passes him along to some creative studio.
hiding from the rain
your feed looks like my tumblr
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.
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feel you
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
i want to do that too
Today I felt like starting
autonomy of learning