bro i read nothing in my life

I am below everything.

Can I see



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

I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.

really i want the internet

Garden Post-Dusk, Birds Above, In Another Life

you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak

that is unstable and lets me operate in that discovery mode that i can create within and also produce works from.

something religious, a kind of complex,

it will get lighter

, something washing, cleansing, revealing, etc.

Pimlico Rats

Thank you, Jack

Picture


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.

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

2 (actually index). two is company

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.

i am quite illiterate on producing technology

brb i will read and reply sincerely

...

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

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.


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.