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There is a pause. She ashes her cigarette. It falls on me. It seems like the birds have stopped too.

sorry i am texting like a slav

and the fake qualifier

was it worth it

i love it here

isaac

yeah

god being the centre magnet

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i don't really want to be associated with that one for some reason

Tue, 02 Dec 2025 11:29:50


and the fake qualifier

bro i read nothing in my life

in a post. I want to be remembered

is this you as well

so magnetisation means the divine spirit acting thru u endowing you with its qualities

Imprint, memory, impact, representation, impression

confused - is it the tide or its absense? I still like where I was going with it. anyway, real reader know this site is the note.

13, H, grate

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.

god "possessing" artists "possessing" people

The only real Londoner remaining is old, bitter, kept around for entertainment, defined by tropes from 30+ years ago. They play gangsters in films, or they work in a pie and mash shop, or they go on Business Insider's YouTube channel to tell you about their crimes. And they somehow still find the time to spend all day hanging about cafes and pubs for you to bump into, to remind you of Real London.

fw

It Will Get Lighter



Thu, 06 Nov 2025 23:18:46

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with this post net clarity and the hours of nothing that followed I realise this is going to be awful.

It's loud and he's gone deaf in one ear, so I don't think he's really hearing anything I'm trying to say. We're both pretty drunk too. It's making for a kind of surreal interactive Business Insider YouTube video of a conversation. He talks, waits for my response, sees my mouth moving but doesn't hear my words, then he imagines something in their place, and replies to that. At least I don't really have to do anything but drink and mime and listen to a lot of bullshit fake gangster talk, being an actor, boxing, the old days, blah blah blah.