bro i read nothing in my life

and the fake qualifier

feel you

abrar?

was it worth it

i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then

Thank you, Jack

no like which do people call me

bro i read nothing in my life

Actual born-Londoners aren't LARPing like this, they sold their shite family home for a million pounds and moved to Malaga years ago. They have their culture and they've taken it elsewhere.

wait what is that

Pimlico Rats

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.

He was cast as the guy who gets picked up and thrown out of the poker game to set the scene before the main characters arrive. Out of Real London and into real London, a discarded prop, at this party, chatting to me.

part of an old note. It will get lighter.

i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate

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i have read not even 1 book

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

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

I'm sat out the front of a cafe in Hatton Garden. I've just eaten a brie and bacon panini, and I'm rolling a cigarette. Feeling very London. An old man comes up to me and asks for a roll-up. I oblige.

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 am below everything.

i dont understand magnetisation

ion

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