lol yea
is everyoneback on tumblr now
My inability to confront the old racist failed actor is distracting me. I decide not to tell her about it.
barren land
magnetises a pin
its good
god being the centre magnet
plato
plato
its good
sorry i am texting like a slav
ahnaf is it worth reading all those books
feel you
no like which do people call me
it holds me to something (you, now). I love editing!
hello reader,
or never left
The slug lives in my bathroom. I only see it in the early hours of the morning, when I'm not quite right.
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.
i really havent
that looks like my instagram account
abrar?
Thank you, Jack
bro i read nothing in my life
i hadn't considered this pedagogically or as a kind of personal knowledge management system (puke) at all but i suppose it is both of those things
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.
ahnaf abrar
i did until you asked which kind of gave it away
way too random but already engaging. i want to explore it