you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
have you read
The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
plato
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what do you think my name is
your feed looks like my tumblr
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
or never left
i really havent
hello reader,
was it worth it
is everyoneback on tumblr now
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
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
I'm in a crowded lift and a girl I've never met tells me she thinks she might love me.
The lift won't stop at any floor, and I can't talk in front of all these people.
ahnaf abrar
yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf
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
i love it here
It's
dusk
in a snowy forest and I'm playing with a fox.it is hopeful
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.