is this you as well
no longer writing in the third person
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
the site i am dreaming
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
We look out over the river to a block of luxury flats built on the site of some old docks. It would be nice to live right there. Yes.
with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.
think this is much more rhizomatic or immanent or mazelike than mainstream education now
I wonder if the birds knew I was watching?
bro i read nothing in my life
I am below everything.
wait what is that
We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
i haven't read 100 book s so i'm probably not getting the depth of all of what you're saying