i love it here

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

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

"Put a blanket."

I am below everything.

Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.


a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.

I created this site

.

"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
Thank you, Jack, for telling me I'm just as bad as the characters (actually they're people, if that means anything to you) that I'm writing about.

After I get away from the old racist failed actor, I go to see my Korean colleague. He's just arrived in London and I want to see how he's handling the party. We'd been invited as fresh meat for some of the older, gayer attendees. We aren't aware of that.

yeah

i have read not even 1 book

i really havent

Their voices are saying they haven't and shouldn't fuck but want to so bad, or have fucked and can't again but want to so bad, or something like that. Would this be easier if they were birds? Incel kind of question... I'm not following the conversation, but I'm still listening. He's talking in this slightly begging way. It's a way of talking that asks for pity, like he's already tried appealing to every other one of her sensibilities. Incel kind of observation... Maybe he just talks like that, in some upspeak derivative. Haha unless?

the only things i have read are just excerpts and 1 dialogue by plato fully and mcluhan's medium is the massage but it cannot be considered a book

like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them

but i respect your search

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

barren land

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

i got bored though because i knew all of the different arrangements of it. i probably needed to stick at it longer to get it dense enough to feel navigable in a way that was engaging to me

Windrush Art Kid Oligarch


After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting

not their contents

nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class

ahnaf is it worth reading all those books