i sat down to eat my peasant dinner but i thought it was a song you sent so i didn’t watch it then
magnetisation basically means the induction of divine form unto you
barren land
is everyoneback on tumblr now
send your tumblr
i have read not even 1 book
stalgivc is the greatest poster of all time
its good
i dont understand magnetisation
idk
Another Frenchman pushes through the crowd to join him. He's an events organiser who I'd met earlier, and he's holding a large box wrapped in a bin bag. They're the fireworks he'd smuggled in from France the night before. They're Industrial Grade, whatever that means for fireworks.
The studio designs some piece of media to perpetuate the marketable concept of Real London, while the real London is hollowed out by hollow bankers or whatever. Not pulling on that thread. But the yuppies don't mind because they're free to iterate on Real London without any competition from real London because it's too concerned with its slow eradication. And there's nice flats to live in now or whatever. The yuppies can begin to inhabit their Real London.
not so on: yvf(wthw)
you know who you are. no more time, not like
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. way too specific.hello reader,
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.
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your feed looks like my tumblr
i guess imagine a multimedia obsidian or notion that behaves according to some insane arcane rules that you can't ever really determine
Like the tide, it comes in and it washes over the beach. It's beautiful. But like the tide it goes out, sometimes it goes out further than it ever has, it recedes back across the beach and further out beyond the horizon. The bare seabed opens up in front of you and all you can do is look at it.
or never left
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