And thank you for telling me that the manner in which the narrator consistently fails to act morally is really compelling. Fuck you.
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.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
like people can read 100 books and still not have the fire within them
i dont understand magnetisation
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.
idk
i really havent
i was tempted to lie about my name
Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
yeah
Windrush Art Kid Oligarch
this is possible in mazelike research sprints on the internet
like first name
fw
plato
"Put a blanket."
send your tumblr
and the fake qualifier