Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
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stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
lol yea
to work in time to get to the timeless, perfection thru chaos
is everyoneback on tumblr now
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
that looks like my instagram account
it is hopeful
i want to do that too
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 21:22:59
no i haven't really read anything
is this you as well
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
i love it here
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
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.
magnetises a pin
abrar?
yeah
Her English is poor but she manages a brief introduction before getting to the point. She asks if she can touch his face. She's already reaching out and gesturing at it. Koreans are way too polite, he's just laughing awkwardly. I put my hand kind of between them and wave it to try and indicate no to her. I'm still in fucking mime mode. I say no, but it's not really to her, or to him, just no, in general. This is all too weird. Dejected, she departs with a comment about having never seen someone like him before.
wait what is that