barren land
plato
sorry i am texting like a slav
He went in there with a camera to film it before he moved out of the building. He didn't think anyone would believe the story if he didn't have proof.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
which magnetises chains of pins
i was tempted to lie about my name
hello reader,
Dreams like these are highly symbolic and emotionally intense. Here’s a breakdown of common interpretations:
its performative
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
i am quite illiterate on producing technology
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
He was a proper old-fashioned London geezer (cringe word, hate it, can't think of a better one, worst of all it's the correct word), kind of East Endy, kind of Real London, the kind you don't really meet but if you do it always feels like an uncanny immersive theatre experience. They're anachronistic. They only belong in the London collectively imagined by people who don't spend any time in it.
really i want the internet
division of reality is straying away from it
feel you
but i respect your search
i see a website though something that reconfigures or is mazelike
As we're stood there I notice a middle-aged woman staring at us across the room. I'm trying to catch her gaze, but its kind of vacant. I guess she sees me looking and considers it to be an invitation. She floats over to us in this strange dazed way, and on the approach I realise she's staring at (through?) my Korean colleague / fresh meat. She's saying wow, wow, wow. She seems genuinely so delighted, so shocked, so elated.
its good
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
a heavy, heavy rain. a clear day.
I created this site
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