And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
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propensity within someone
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.
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
yeah
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
is this you as well
sorry i am texting like a slav
Lift Analysis
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Overall meaning: The dream seems to explore vulnerability, unspoken emotion, and the tension between connection and isolation. It suggests you may be processing intense feelings of longing or missed opportunities, and your subconscious is guiding you to acknowledge, release, or transform them.
yeah
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
i have read not even 1 book
so i or you can author smaller fragments that get arranged
The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.
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.