fw
lol yea
Hours staring at the ceiling, the wall, curling up into a ball. It seems annoyed with the light, it kind of recoils. It will get lighter. I wonder where it goes in the day.
was it worth it
i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
i know a little bit of lacan which probably influences me in a way i cant articulate
i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason
its good
send link
wait what is that
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
isaac
was it worth it
have you read
i love it here
bro i read nothing in my life
is this you as well
the site i am dreaming
nope. i only remember the leaves bristling behind the window during chemistry class
isaac newton
god being the centre magnet
I'm getting bored and he can tell, so he shifts the topic towards me. He tells me he'd spotted me chatting to a girl earlier, a black girl, and asks what I thought of her, if I liked her. I mimed affirmatively.
plato
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.
Thank you, Jack