"Put a blanket."
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
One of the birds shoots out of the tree.
And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
which magnetises chains of pins
idk
There is a pretty persistent ambient hate in England, a lot of people say vile shit about Muslims or immigrants or whatever, but in my experience most people aren't actual white supremacists. They have a black friend who they get a beer with. One of the good ones. Etc.
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.
so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities
feel you
After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
She closes the window. I wasn't paying attention anyway, I'm getting cold, and the birds are nowhere to be seen. I go inside.
thank you
isaac
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 23:49:08
I am below everything.
The old failed actor genuinely believed this girl was of a lesser race. He believed she shouldn't be talking with me, shouldn't be here at this party, shouldn't be here in this country. He wanted a white England. I didn't really challenge him on it. Sometimes I justify it with thoughts like I was drunk, or baffled, or it isn't an argument I'll win, or he can't hear me anyway, or whatever. I didn't argue with him. I just cut off his rant and left with a pathetic "In a bit."
is everyoneback on tumblr now
it is hopeful
Sun, 02 Nov 2025 21:54:03
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