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.
ahnaf abrar
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
yeah
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it
plato
have you read
ion
like first name
abrar?
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
i really havent
no like which do people call me
there's probably something in that, but I don't feel like thinking about it too much yet.
that looks like my instagram account
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
its good
division of reality is straying away from it
idk
fw
"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."
the site i am dreaming
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
...
i have read not even 1 book
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
, I have nothing to do, I'm watching them, trying to figure it out.my watchlater reached its limit years ago and now i have to create a playlist for each new topic im interested in but it is incredibly hard to create the taxonomy of knowledge because everything seems to be everything else because at the end it is what you get from it that matters not what is given
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
a lot of what i've been doing has been some imaginary screenshot or recording of his website, something that could be found within it
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
.