The Hatton geezer (fuck off) is emptying his pockets, searching for the silver rizlas he apparently has. He refuses to take one of mine (also silver) because the tobacco I'm giving him is already too much to ask. He tells me about the guy who can do 50g of Golden Virginia for a good price, the guy who every other man over 50 knows. I'm not interested.
ahnaf abrar
is this you as well
i have read not even 1 book
send your tumblr
i dont understand magnetisation
isaac
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.
its good
no longer writing in the third person
you cannot feed someone truth
is everyoneback on tumblr now
its good
which magnetises chains of pins
Thank you, Jack
really i want the internet
magnetises a pin
its performative
plato
Today I felt like starting
i understand
have you read
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful
fw
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
barren land