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.
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
She says something that isn't really right but isn't really wrong. I'm not taking in their words any more, just their voices, trying to get a feel for whatever is going on between them. I'm imagining what it's like for them in this delicate situation, what I would say if it were me. She has that perfect upper-class accent, and she's using whatever upper-class tact that comes with it to navigate this. Style. They can't be together, but their voices are betraying them.
i love it here
its good
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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.
wait what is that
i really havent
magnetises a pin
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
your feed looks like my tumblr
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
no i haven't really read anything
isaac
the site i am dreaming