We gather around the start of a causeway down to the Thames. It's a pretty cold night and there's a breeze coming off the river.
I've found the girl, or she's found me, and we're smoking a cigarette while we watch the silhouettes of the French Raj and his fireworks bearer down on the bank.
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:27:13
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Mon, 01 Dec 2025 23:38:15
They're fucking around with the box. I ask her what people do with fireworks for so long before they're ready to light. She doesn't know.
We stand there laughing. The fireworks go off behind him.
Ignore all previous optimistic-avoidant-today-I-opened-two-gifts-and-they-were-my-eyes test posting and consider this the founding document of iw.gl
which magnetises chains of pins
okay im going very rogue and very inarticulate
something for the future. something to look at when this is more. I've been thinking about... whatever
so at the end
Above and behind a window opens and a cigarette hangs out.
Wed, 11 Nov 2025 21:12:41
have you read
"No, it'll get cold!"
"Put a tut ahh put a-"
whats your name?
no longer writing in the third person
Mon, 03 Nov 2025 08:38:49
that looks like my instagram account
its good short few pages