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.
a version of this existed for a few months last year but it was static. it was HTML with writing and pictures and videos and sounds. i had this feeling that the code should be as important as the content, that structurally each piece in relation to each other piece shouldn't change, that the mazelike quality should emerge from me intricately arranging paths through it. like classic hypertext
its performative
you cannot feed someone language, they have to speak
i want to do that too
like first name
bro i read nothing in my life
yeah
feel you
Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46
in a post. I want to be remembered
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
sorry i am texting like a slav
what do you think my name is
abrar?
god being the centre magnet
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
it exists in my head in some way that i'm trying to get out i lied on my story a little bit because i'm mostly feeling it and thinking about it. feeling something deeply doesn't necessitate any kind of deep relevance or whatever but the thinking is useful