The Hatton geezer (fuck off) reminds me of this old failed actor who I'd met at a party a few years ago, another man out of time and out of place. This actor had scored a minor role in Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels and never really let go of it, had gone on to build his whole identity around it. I can't really blame him.

i was tempted to lie about my name

which magnetises chains of pins

or never left

i have read not even 1 book

and the fake qualifier

barren land

send your tumblr

stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time

isaac

lol yea

whats your name?

that looks like my instagram account

was it worth it

yeah people dont get it they assume its ahnaf

we need to be deconstructing our identities

like magnets

wait what is that

i hope ai fixes this with the cessation of interfaces and walls

i did until you asked which kind of gave it away

i really havent

no i haven't really read anything

like first name

i love to walk around and see things and take photos and go online and look at websites and click on links and take screenshots i love to surf and i love to browse

you have a beautiful account btw

i am quite confused, not quite getting the idea of it

"Anyway, you're you. I mean, look at you!" she says. "You could get with anyone, anyone in the street. Really."

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

magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you

currently

the textwall is as much for me as it is for you